care package?

Contents of bag dropped off at the high school: 3 pairs of false eyelashes (regular, extra long and sparkles) 1 box of giant band aids 1 pkg of orange tic-tacs $10

Isn’t everyone naked on the Internet?

When I saw this picture a few days ago, I didn’t toss High School Musical into the trash. Miss Zoot asks parents if they have advised their teens that every picture taken can and will someday be on the Internet. Doug and I have. Repeatedly. Of course, my children are well aware of the speed […]

Twitterpated

Twitter is STILL down? What will I do without my outlet for one sentence gibberish and esoteric self description? I need to say things like, “My cat has dreadlocks. Doug listens to too much reggae in the basement.”

a night with the symphony

If we had 2 (or more) tickets to see Knoxville’s Symphony at September 27th’s performance, we would take Noah to show him the many percussion choices in an orchestra. I love Sarah’s interest in flag corps, but I think one child playing in orchestra would be preferable to two children in marching band. Noah would […]

not breaking news

Really?!? Oh my. I had no idea. I am stunned. That is so shocking. It’s unexpected. It’s . . . . . . anticlimactic.

camera envy

I love the tagline on this blog. The dirty little secret about cameras is that they are gateway drugs. Once you get started, you need more and more pixels to get that photo high. The camera that I loved and adored two years ago has a motor that has slowed down so much I weep […]

Dear Internet,

No. My children may NOT wear pajamas to school unless it is some sort of “Jammy Day” during Spirit week. Even then, I don’t know if I will allow it. I don’t care if they wear pajamas all day when they are at home, but they will wear clothing when they are at school. If […]

data entry thoughts

By tomorrow morning I will be finished adding names to the database for our elementary school’s directory. Aside from the non-revelation that I am the world’s slowest typist, I am struck by the huge number of fathers who are disappearing from the directory. It’s like watching divorce statistics happen in slow motion. Also, most parents […]

we are all connected

I don’t think she took any comfort in her child being in a wheelchair instead of something in the DSM. The tragedy is that the mother was probably diagnosable and treatable, but help didn’t arrive in time. I don’t need to see wheelchairs or guide dogs to identify someone on the Autistic spectrum. Once it […]