by Mir | Mar 5, 2008 | My name is Grumplestiltskin
No, really. I may have made it up just now (what, I’m not allowed to do that?), but EMBRACE IT. Today’s the day to bitch and moan about things irritating you, and you get to feel just a little more superior about it because saying that something is STUCK...
by Mir | Mar 4, 2008 | It's not a regret, it's an "experience", What do I do all day?
Yesterday it was over 70 degrees here. Balmy! (Which is not the same as BLAMY, which is what I typed the first time, because I need more coffee.) I found myself fairly skipping through the daffodils (oh, yes—we have daffodils, dozens of them) and weaving ribbons...
by Mir | Mar 3, 2008 | It's not a regret, it's an "experience", Offspring: ecstasy and agony
Well, THAT was an exciting weekend. Sometimes my life is just so darned thrilling, I can barely believe it. I dunno… the whole Leap Year thing, it feels like we should mark the day, somehow. We’re always saying “I just need a few more hours in the...
by Mir | Feb 29, 2008 | Ottomatic For the People
Chickadee was sitting at the breakfast table this morning, trying to finish the homework I’d cruelly sent her to bed before completing, last night. She was to bring in a list of at least twenty idioms and what they mean, and was on number eighteen and struggling...
by Mir | Feb 28, 2008 | Growing
I have a pretty complicated relationship with food, for a non-eating-disordered normal-weight female. I always used to joke that I was a fat girl trapped in a skinny body. Once I became post-menopausal at the ripe old age of 33, I had to stop saying that—my...
