by Mir | Jul 18, 2016 | Offspring: ecstasy and agony, What do I do all day?
If you’ve been feeling let down because I haven’t been writing here much this summer, know that you’re in good company—most of my family is annoyed with me as well. First I received a phone call from my father asking me if I was still alive,...
by Mir | Jul 5, 2016 | Aspi(e)rations/AD(D)orations, It's not a regret, it's an "experience", Offspring: ecstasy and agony
It occurred to me that I forgot to tell you about my recent Bread Adventures. If you’ve been reading here forever and also have an uncanny memory for stupid details of other people’s lives, you may recall that many, many years ago I discovered how easy it...
by Mir | Jul 1, 2016 | My name is Grumplestiltskin, What do I do all day?
Hey, remember last year, how the squirrels got into my tomatoes for the first time in forever, and I had unfairly blamed Licorice for a while before I figured it out, and then it became clear that the squirrels were just looking for water? Good times. And by...
by Mir | Jun 29, 2016 | My name is Grumplestiltskin, What do I do all day?
I had grand plans for this summer. I did. This is the Last Summer, our last chance to operate as a family unit of 4 (if you believe the books with titles like Letting Your College Freshman Go and Once They Leave They’re Gone; Whoops! Just Kidding! They’re...
by Mir | Jun 22, 2016 | It's not a regret, it's an "experience", Offspring: ecstasy and agony
I tell you what: you think, when your kids are little, that when they’re bigger, it’ll be easier. HAHAHAHA. You look forward to self-sufficiency and assume it will magically appear in exactly the right proportions at the right time. This is because...
