by Mir | Jul 1, 2008 | It's not a regret, it's an "experience", Offspring: ecstasy and agony
One of the first things we did after moving down here, last year, was to start the kids in piano lessons. It was something we’d talked about for a long time, and logistics just never seemed to work out when we lived up north, but we have a highly-recommended...
by Mir | Jun 30, 2008 | What do I do all day?
I am still earnestly toiling over the containers out on my deck. In some ways, it’s really an ideal set-up—there’s no deer or rabbits willing to venture that high, so I don’t have to worry about putting in all of this effort merely to feed the...
by Mir | Jun 29, 2008 | Offspring: ecstasy and agony, Ottomatic For the People, What do I do all day?
My goodness, is it Sunday afternoon already? I scarcely noticed, and that’s because I have ONCE AGAIN been sucked down into the swirling maelstrom of suckitude that occurs every time I pick up a damn paintbrush. [You: Aren’t you done talking about...
by Mir | Jun 27, 2008 | Offspring: ecstasy and agony
I make a lot of jokes about Chickadee being my Mini-Me. We have a lot of the same likes and dislikes. She has many of my mannerisms. We look alike (although this one is sort of humorous, to me, because in reality I think Monkey has many more of my features than...
by Mir | Jun 26, 2008 | Offspring: ecstasy and agony
Every now and then I get on a kick where I insist that the kids make their beds every morning. But in the grand scheme of behavior I feel it’s worth fighting over, I’m not so much a beds-must-be-made kind of person. (Just ask Otto. He makes our bed all the...
