People of Goodwill

Hooray—it looks like Chickadee is going to live. We’ll be headed in for some more tests, next week, but she’s stopped with the narcolepsy (which, quite frankly, was freaking me out) and feels well enough to torment her brother and talk back to us. So...

Literary slut, visual prude

It occurred to me this weekend that I have a complete double-standard about sharing stuff online. And not just for me—which would be fine, you know, setting standards for myself—but I find myself getting all Judgy McJudgerson about other people, which is...

Honey, I broke the dog

It turns out that I’m not exactly a paragon of Doggie Mama Perfection. I mean, I try—lord knows, I try—but, well, sometimes my optimism vastly outweighs reality. (For those who are new or who have spotty memories, I present supporting exhibits A and...

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