by Mir | Jan 19, 2010 | Offspring: ecstasy and agony
I used to say that everything I ever needed to know about having good self esteem, I learned from my son when he was not yet 5. His continual belief that he was, in fact, all that and a bag of chips AS WELL AS a chocolate milkshake and TWO cookies, has long since been...
by Mir | Jan 18, 2010 | It's not a regret, it's an "experience", Job? Huh?
… dear Otto, dear Otto… a hole in my de-esk, dear Otto, a hole. Dear Otto. Dearest, darling Otto. He’s the one putting holes in my desk, by the way. Okay, I probably need to back this up. When I first started freelancing, I marveled at the wonder of...
by Mir | Jan 16, 2010 | Oh look! Something furry!!, Ottomatic For the People
Me: So now that I’m putting this stuff in her water, have you noticed a difference in the Death Breath? I mean, do you think it’s working? I think maybe it is. Him: Well, I think now it’s more like Terminally Ill Breath than Death Breath....
by Mir | Jan 15, 2010 | Haven't been hit by lightning yet!, Health is overrated
It’s Friday, and that means I’m over at Five Full Plates with support and inspiration for this whole “getting fit” thing. Or maybe I’m just gnashing my teeth and rending my garments. Or maybe I’m still coming to terms with the...
by Mir | Jan 14, 2010 | Offspring: ecstasy and agony
When the children were little, we had a set of alphabet fridge magnets, as is mandated by law for all middle-class suburbanites with children. I never got rid of those magnets—at least, the ones that were left, as several disappeared over the years—until...
