by Mir | Aug 12, 2008 | It's not a regret, it's an "experience"
Something has been niggling at me ever since yesterday, and I just have to get it out of the way before I can move on. I’m sorry, that’s just how I am. Ask anyone! And yet, the words “let it go” pass my husband’s lips so often,...
by Mir | Aug 11, 2008 | Offspring: ecstasy and agony, What do I do all day?
I am a tidy person, deep in my heart of hearts. I crave order. Little delights me more than looking for an item where it belongs, and finding it there. A place for every item and every item in its place. And while we’re on the topic, let’s just say that...
by Mir | Aug 10, 2008 | I'm dating the television
Our patriotism and sportmanship, let me show you it: Women’s 4x100m relay swimming event = Sobbing child insisting he has already WATCHED the Olympics, can we STOP now? Men’s Beach Volleyball = That looks itchy. Men’s Water Polo = What are they...
by Mir | Aug 8, 2008 | Haven't been hit by lightning yet!, Ottomatic For the People
Mom-of-Otto completely astounded her doctors by recovering from the initial situation (multiple organ failure, we don’t know what’s wrong, she’s on a ventilator) to where she is now off the ventilator (though still in multiple organ failure and they...
by Mir | Aug 7, 2008 | Offspring: ecstasy and agony, Woohoo!
It’s incredibly hard to type while you’re dancing. Especially when you’re doing a little jig. And believe you me, I am doing a jig right now. I’m busting a move the way only a woman in an empty house can, because today is THE FIRST DAY OF...
