by Mir | Jul 31, 2004 | Detritus
I’ve just come across another blog that is referencing me as proof of why divorce is scary. “Please tell me it won’t happen to me!” she pleads. In the words of my esteemed, dearly-departed grandmother: Oy. Vey. Apparently, as I am highly...
by Mir | Jul 30, 2004 | Friends
I believe I once characterized my town as “not exactly a Stepford community,” but something close. I lied. It is, in many ways, worse than Stepford. Tonight I had a new friend over for dinner. D and I met through another dear friend, and upon discovering...
by Mir | Jul 30, 2004 | About
We fought the beach, and the beach won. A sandy time was had by all. Monkey and I are still the whitest white people on the planet. (Chickadee has browned up a bit, but Monkey and I are still casting a fierce glare off of ourselves.) The children are now exhausted and...
by Mir | Jul 30, 2004 | About
(Apropos of nothing, I feel compelled to point out that BlogSpot has endorsed me for the position of Shoe Shopping Wife. My banner ads are now for shoe stores! Sweet.) This week’s edition may be a bit briefer than usual (I can hear you cheering there, in the...
by Mir | Jul 29, 2004 | Health is overrated
Well, the bubble burst a little. Surprise! But those few hours of contentment were nice. So, you know how thrilled I’ve been about finally being on the right medications and hormones and all of that, and feeling pretty much myself again? It’s been great....
