by Mir | Oct 21, 2004 | What do I do all day?
There is something about Fall that causes my brain to present the image of squirrels hoarding acorns to accompany my every task. Perhaps this is because I am so poetic and metaphorical! Or perhaps it’s because there are about four hundred squirrels in my yard,...
by Mir | Oct 21, 2004 | Offspring: ecstasy and agony
“Mama, you must be made of blankies, cuz you’re so soft and warm!”
by Mir | Oct 20, 2004 | Retail Therapy
Wednesday is usually a good day to play Meat Lottery. The “Manager’s Special” coupons abound, as the previous weekend’s rush is over and the stocking up for the coming weekend has not yet begun. Today I didn’t spot a single coupon....
by Mir | Oct 19, 2004 | Health is overrated
Well, technically, Dr. Atkins is dead. But I figure that I lay claim to making baby Jesus weep so often, and so many regard Atkins as a man of similar stature, and–oh, look, I just made them both cry–anyway, if he was alive, or if he can cry from beyond...
by Mir | Oct 19, 2004 | Irreconcilable Differences, My name is Grumplestiltskin
I’m having a day of retreat, reflection and general penance. I’m sorry that it’s raining today. Monkey is on his first ever school field trip and I’m hoping the excitement of riding the big bus will outweigh the fact that he’s likely to...
