Archive for August, 2007
(It’s not what you think.)
After four and a half years of living on my own, I have been completely undone by one month of sharing a house with another adult. That Otto is such a JERK, getting me all used to having him around.
That insensitive jerk lulled me into a false sense of security and then just as the temperature spiked, he went and left me. He left me here with the over-100-degrees temps and a couple of cranky kids and suddenly I was all, “I have to take the garbage out!” and “I have to pay attention to my children!” and “Damn there are a lot of dead bugs in this pool!” (more…)
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11:19 pm |
Hey, do you know how people warned me that it is, you know, HOT down here in Georgia? Do y’all (see how native I am, now?) remember how when I said I was moving here, all of my southern readers rushed to regale me with tales of summer?
And do you know how I’ve been all, “Hey, this is really not too bad at all, and also I am loving our POOL” for the month we’ve been down here?
August arrived, and right on cue, Georgia turned into the surface of the sun. And even then, I kept saying, “You know, it really isn’t as humid as I thought it would be! This is okay!” I was TRYING. But now there is no escaping it: It is REALLY FREAKING HOT. (more…)
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10:41 pm |
The hotly anticipated bacon salt has arrived. It is everything we could’ve hoped for, and more. And by “and more” I of course mean that our growing dependence on delicious smoky pork-fat-flavored salt is a little frightening. We’ve tried it on a variety of things, and when we’re not actually eating it (and murmuring—Homer Simpson-style—”Mmmmm… bacony…”) we’re trying to top one another in disgustingness by suggesting we put it on absolutely everything.
It’s more than a seasoning, it’s also a fun pastime! Sort of a brain twister, you know! And something of an obsession! Hey, I was (mostly) kidding when I suggested it would’ve been good on that funnel cake. (more…)
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10:58 pm |
After a solid month of family togetherness, just superwonderful, 24/7 all being together what felt like every minute of every day, it was with great sadness that I packed the kids off to spend a weekend with their dad, today. They were VERY excited to see him and he was VERY excited to see them and it was a beautiful reunion that greatly assuaged my urge to shove them all out the door for at least five minutes. I don’t know how I will survive until Sunday night without the children, but I will try to soldier on.
“Hey!” I told Otto after they walked out the door, “we can sleep naked all weekend! Hell, we can just BE naked all weekend!” (more…)
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11:04 pm |
If there is such a thing as post-traumatic camping disorder, I am suffering from it today. It is three parts sleep deprivation, one part laundry, and two parts I DO EVERYTHING FOR YOU AND DO YOU APPRECIATE IT? NO! YOU DON’T! I’M JUST YOUR MOTHER, SO OF COURSE YOU DON’T!
Yes. It’s like that.
I totally NEEDED those marshmallows, man. Also this glass of wine that Otto so kindly placed on the corner of my desk before retreating to the safety of his own desk. In addition to my PTCD, I am also somewhat gripped with a screaming disorder today. Every other sentence out of my mouth is turned to maximum volume on the nagging fishwife channel and I am horrified to hear myself but powerless to stop it, because I am too tired to get a grip.
And the very saddest part is that it was an incredible day and SO MUCH FUN, right up until the end. (more…)
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11:05 pm |
