by Mir | Sep 2, 2004 | Offspring: ecstasy and agony
… that napkin didn’t say anything!” “Yes it did. What did it say?” “It said ‘read this napkin’ but then it didn’t say anything else. That was just silly.” I think maybe tomorrow’s napkin will say...
by Mir | Sep 2, 2004 | It's not a regret, it's an "experience"
Me: Blahbity blah blah summer blah blah surgery blah blah hormones blah blah medication blah blah anxiety blah blah I probably should’ve come in sooner. Therapist: *nodding* *listening intently* Thank goodness you’re feeling better. Me: Yeah but blahbity...
by Mir | Sep 1, 2004 | Job? Huh?
I’m just sitting down to breathe, now. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Much better. The kids are in bed, all the paperwork Chickadee brought home for me is filled out, tomorrow’s lunches are packed, and I interviewed and lived to tell the tale. The Fantasy: I have most...
by Mir | Sep 1, 2004 | Offspring: ecstasy and agony
Last night I not only set Chickadee’s alarm, I turned it up to volume “wake the dead.” She’s something of a sound sleeper. So this morning, when Monkey and I were making his bed and getting him dressed and I still hadn’t heard her alarm,...
