by Mir | Apr 14, 2009 | Detritus
I’ve been on a bit of a tear around here, lately. It’s the spring cleaning bug, dontcha know. I start out cleaning, and then I plant an entire garden, and then half of it dies in a freak frost, and then I start spending hours outside, begging tiny wilted...
by Mir | Apr 13, 2009 | Haven't been hit by lightning yet!
We bought a cow. Well, no; we bought a quarter of a cow. I’m not willing to give up eating meat at this point in my life. I’ve cut way, way back—because of price, because of my growing unwillingness to eat meat that may be the result of...
by Mir | Apr 12, 2009 | What do I do all day?
*dusting off hands, clearing throat* Hot cross buns! [rising] Hot cross buns! [fresh out of the oven] One ha’ penny, two ha’ penny, [huh??] Hot! Cross! Buns!! [dripping with glaze, about to be devoured] Happy Easter! I just, uh, have to go clean up the...
by Mir | Apr 10, 2009 | Offspring: ecstasy and agony
Chickadee was away for a few days this week on a school trip; some extremely brave school personnel took a gaggle of 10- and 11-year-olds into the woods and lived with them there. On purpose. Due to the whole divorce and visitation thing, I’m accustomed to the...
by Mir | Apr 9, 2009 | Friends
This Love Thursday, I invite you to take a deep breath, hug your children, and then go read about Madeline Spohr. Her life was too short, but her legacy is (already) a swell of love and support that restores my faith in the human race. My thoughts are with the Spohr...
