by Mir | May 31, 2004 | Offspring: ecstasy and agony
My Chickadee sometimes drives me completely insane. You know how chickadees were named for their call? “Chickadee-dee-dee-dee-deeeeee! Chickadee-dee-dee-dee-deeeeee!” My daughter’s nickname evolved because she, too, twitters constantly and loves the...
by Mir | May 31, 2004 | What do I do all day?
There are words that so skillfully convey their intention that they just taste right. The perfection of them make me want to weep with joy… unless, of course, I’m dealing with life and not just sitting around savoring words. But I gave myself a few...
by Mir | May 30, 2004 | What do I do all day?
So… uh… I forgot to mention one teeny little pertinent bit of information in the peanut butter nuts story. The gifted gentleman in question? My pastor. Church today? A little weird. (Help me, Oh Lord… disturbing images flit through my brain….)...
by Mir | May 29, 2004 | Friends
It turns out that if you are spending a holiday weekend alone (i.e., without children), you will be inundated with invitations from friends who are sure that you may well shrivel up and die from a little peace and quiet. This rates very highly in the warm-n-fuzzy...
by Mir | May 29, 2004 | Uncategorized
