by Mir | Dec 4, 2007 | Friends, Offspring: ecstasy and agony
Once upon a time there was a small boy who became overly attached to his stuffed puppy. The puppy’s name was, of course, Puppy. And everything the boy did, he did with his puppy. And any time you suggested a game or a book or even a TV show, the boy had to check...
by Mir | Dec 3, 2007 | Haven't been hit by lightning yet!, The Year of Living Changerously
Otto and I stayed up past midnight last night, and I probably shouldn’t tell you what we were doing, but I can tell you that it involved a lot of licking. Oh my GOD; what is WRONG with you??? We were doing our Christmas cards. Sicko. Sheesh. It has generally...
by Mir | Dec 1, 2007 | Offspring: ecstasy and agony
Chickadee is mastering the fine art of defusing a potentially unpleasant situation with humor. I’m not sure where she got that, but WOW I LIKE IT. (This is your humor. This is your humor perpetuated through DNA. Any questions?) I mean, yes, I don’t like it...
by Mir | Nov 30, 2007 | Ottomatic For the People
I’m sure that there’s a point at which it will stop amazing me, but it hasn’t happened yet. And so in the meantime I shall continue to GOGGLE at the small miracle which is Otto’s facility with the children. It’s a strange thing, this,...
by Mir | Nov 29, 2007 | It's not a regret, it's an "experience", The Year of Living Changerously
Wednesdays and Thursdays are the killer part of my week, possibly because I never work hard enough on Monday and Tuesday, and because it is against my religion to work too hard on Fridays. Yesterday smacked me down hard and today isn’t looking much better, so...
