by Mir | Feb 29, 2008 | Ottomatic For the People
Chickadee was sitting at the breakfast table this morning, trying to finish the homework I’d cruelly sent her to bed before completing, last night. She was to bring in a list of at least twenty idioms and what they mean, and was on number eighteen and struggling...
by Mir | Feb 28, 2008 | Growing
I have a pretty complicated relationship with food, for a non-eating-disordered normal-weight female. I always used to joke that I was a fat girl trapped in a skinny body. Once I became post-menopausal at the ripe old age of 33, I had to stop saying that—my...
by Mir | Feb 27, 2008 | Friends
Hey, I have a friend who is having a birthday today. She is turning… awesome! Stupendous! Magnificent! And—most importantly—OLDER THAN ME. So I will nod sympathetically and pat her hair (or at least try to, from afar) all the while hoping that she...
by Mir | Feb 26, 2008 | It's not a regret, it's an "experience", Offspring: ecstasy and agony
Remember those “choose your own adventure” books? I remember how excited I was when they first came out. And then I realized that no matter what I did, I always picked wrong. You’ve come to a fork in the path! Do you go left or right? *I choose left...
by Mir | Feb 25, 2008 | Offspring: ecstasy and agony
Do you remember a while back when I decided that I wasn’t going to let my children have any sleepovers until they were, I dunno, TWENTY? Actually, I think I’ve decided this MULTIPLE times, on account of sleepovers are a tool of the devil. Children are...
