by Mir | Feb 9, 2011 | Haven't been hit by lightning yet!, Offspring: ecstasy and agony
You know how I never talk about sex here? That’s about to change. Sort of. Hang on; let me rev up my spam filter, because I’m about to get slammed with a lot of spammy links for things that I’m desperately going to wish I could unsee. (Like, you...
by Mir | Feb 8, 2011 | Detritus
1) In honor of the Super Bowl, I not only made Stephanie’s crock pot spinach and artichoke dip (which is, truly, one of my favorite ways to evoke a cheesegasm), I bought my family a fresh-baked loaf of pumpernickel bread to eat it with. (I ate tortilla chips and...
by Mir | Feb 7, 2011 | Aspi(e)rations/AD(D)orations, It's not a regret, it's an "experience", Offspring: ecstasy and agony
Lately it feels like there’s a million little things happening at once, but no cohesive story worth sharing that has a beginning, middle and end. You know? Right now we are living a lot of middles, and the beginning maybe isn’t so interesting and the end...
by Mir | Feb 4, 2011 | Job? Huh?
Yesterday I did a Skype interview with Stephanie O’Dea as part of her “Real Moms Making Real Money (at home, in their pajamas) And How You Can, Too!” series. (I was not wearing my pajamas. I showered for the interview; I hope that didn’t...
by Mir | Feb 3, 2011 | Offspring: ecstasy and agony, Ottomatic For the People
Otto doesn’t like it when I brag about him. I love him dearly, but on this he can suck it up because I don’t think I’m ever going to stop being amazed at how he just never, ever phones it in with these kids of mine. And I am here to tell you...
