Month: January 2008

Is it bigger than a sack of potatoes?

Newspaper accounts of local drug arrests confuse me. They mix English and metric measurements and they quantify in street value. It would be much clearer if they developed a way of telling readers how much drugs were involved in something that translates to normal life. I know that a pound of marijuana is going to […]

can you read that?

I used to think people bought bigger and bigger televisions because they couldn’t think of anything else to buy. Now I know that it’s so they can read the words on the tv guide channel.

dull as dishwater

Doug and Noah are home from their ski trip. Doug told me all about his first fall, Noah’s first time on skis and armed security guards on the ski slopes. I told him I was out of laundry detergent. Doug told me about the snow, the cold and the mountain. I asked him if he […]

without writers . . .

Jon Stewart and Stephen Colbert are cautiously moving forward. My favorite hour of television has returned. It is my motivation to get the upstairs clean and the children’s things ready for morning. It is my reward, my time-out and my calm down. Sans writers, the two shows have a slightly different feeling. One of them […]

it started with a diagnosis

It’s been a long time since Tommy was first diagnosed. Not long enough to forget. Getting that diagnosis was my only goal. I guess I thought that it was an easy leap from a diagnosis to a cure. I was so naive. I started out complaining to Tommy’s pediatrician that something was wrong. The doctor […]

but it’s the good kind of crazy

Last night, I peeked in the crib at a sleeping Evan and gently rubbed his back to feel it rise and fall. “He’s such a good boy.” A little while later, Evan stirred slightly and I quickly snatched him out of his crib and put him between Doug and I on the bed. I twirled […]

New uses for paparazzi

5. Replacement for lab rats. 4. Assistants to bounty hunters. 3. Oak Ridge test subjects. 2. Pay them to monitor child predators. 1. Send them to find Osama bin Laden. Why is the government eager to control and monitor so much of our lives, but unable to protect personal space or privacy?

Why is Caillou bald?

Someone comes to this blog searching for “why is Caillou bald” every single day. Apparently, it is a matter of great concern to a lot of people. I am more concerned about the lack of adult supervision for Max, Ruby, Dora and Diego. At least Caillou has adults who take care of him. Everyone worried […]