by Mir | Jan 17, 2008 | The Year of Living Changerously
There is snow on my deck. There is ice on the driveway. I ask you: Did I not leave New England so that I’d no longer have to deal with this nonsense? I think I did. (What’s that, Otto? Oh, yes, honey. Of course. I left to be with YOU. That was my only...
by Mir | Jan 16, 2008 | Offspring: ecstasy and agony, Ottomatic For the People
Every piece of family advice I’ve ever read (all two of them) suggests that bedtime is the right place to reconnect with your loved ones. Everyone’s a little sleepy and has maybe let their guard down, and no matter how the day went, this is your final note...
by Mir | Jan 15, 2008 | About, Haven't been hit by lightning yet!
Dudes. DUDES. Your affection for my dad warms the cockles of my shriveled, blackened heart. And I’m not the only one. Why, first Otto weighed in with boundless love: Geez, your dad’s more popular than our wedding…. [Ed. note: Nope, the posts about...
by Mir | Jan 14, 2008 | Growing, It's not a regret, it's an "experience"
Regular readers of this site have developed quite an affection for my father, who often leaves comments so funny that he totally upstages me. Even now, he’s still badgering me about that damn pony, and my suggestion that adding “clean up pony poop in the...
by Mir | Jan 12, 2008 | Offspring: ecstasy and agony
Today I took the children with me to Publix, which is really a story in and of itself, because I’d promised them something REALLY FUN that we ended up not being able to do for reasons out of my control [Dear Cool Activity Establishment, If your web site says...
