by Mir | May 7, 2009 | Offspring: ecstasy and agony, Ottomatic For the People
Part of the cycle I have trouble with, when I’m feeling wretched, is that it’s pretty rare for me to lose sight of the fact that I’m being ridiculous. I mean, I feel crappy. I don’t like feeling crappy. But I have a roof over my head, a...
by Mir | May 6, 2009 | It's not a regret, it's an "experience", My name is Grumplestiltskin
So far today I have: Forgotten to dole out allergy medications and vitamins at breakfast, been called to come bring something in to school on a day when it would make me very happy to never leave the house, managed to be in the shower when people came to the house...
by Mir | May 5, 2009 | Health is overrated, My name is Grumplestiltskin
I am too grumpy to live. Oh, wait. Still alive. God, that makes me grumpy. I can’t even DIE properly. Yeah. It’s that sort of a day. I used to be able to blame such things on my dear friend “Aunt Flo,” you know, but once you hit menopause...
by Mir | May 4, 2009 | It's not a regret, it's an "experience", Ottomatic For the People
There are many ways in which Otto and I are similar, and other ways in which we are completely different. And then some ways in which we are each changing, due to the influence of the other. Example the first: Otto used to believe a meal is not a meal unless it...
by Mir | May 2, 2009 | Offspring: ecstasy and agony, Ottomatic For the People
We’re in the car taking a brief trip (right now! I love my iPhone!) and there is a tremendous WHOMP as Chickadee whacks my seat from behind. Me: Stop kicking my seat! Her: I’m not kicking, that was my HEAD! Me: Stop headbutting my seat! Her: That hurt my...
