by Mir | Jan 31, 2006 | My name is Grumplestiltskin
I’m breaking it down by the numbers, folks, and there is no redeeming bottom line (yet) that I can see. I mean, I’m looking for it. I am. But mostly all I’m finding is that I’m crabby. Which is not, strictly speaking, a discovery. On the one...
by Mir | Jan 30, 2006 | I'm dating the television
First things first: I am continuing my deep and abiding love for Tae Kwon Do. Not only did Chickadee crane around and flap her belt at me in excitement today (“LOOK MAMA,” she mouthed, “ALL MY STRIPES!”), but I arrived for pick-up in time to...
by Mir | Jan 29, 2006 | Offspring: ecstasy and agony
I had about a million things I needed to do this weekend. Fortunately, the kids were spending the weekend with their father, which theoretically freed me up to get lots of things done. Unfortunately, I’m fighting a whopper of a cold. Fortunately, I didn’t...
by Mir | Jan 28, 2006 | It's not a regret, it's an "experience"
Sometimes you have to look a bit deeper to really understand a word’s true meaning in context. In this case, I don’t so much mean “fond” as “horrified,” but it’s an irony thing, you see. We writers do that, sometimes. We say...
by Mir | Jan 27, 2006 | Offspring: ecstasy and agony
(Special! Bonus! Friday! Mini-entry!) Me: Hey buddy, I hear you got a time out at recess. Monkey: … yeah… Me: Wanna tell me what happened? Monkey: No thank you! Me: Yeah, um, it’s not really optional. Chickadee: Yeah, Monkey, that was a returgical...
