by Mir | Aug 18, 2007 | It's not a regret, it's an "experience"
The good news: For my birthday, Otto’s brother Wild Thing drove their mom’s car down here all the way from Boston. The reason? She’s giving it to us. It is old and battered but runs fine and—most importantly—the air conditioning runs ice...
by Mir | Aug 17, 2007 | It's not a regret, it's an "experience", The Year of Living Changerously
Today is a particularly good Friday. The children have nearly made it through their first week of school, and to celebrate that we decided they could ride the bus home this afternoon. This has less to do with any reward logic (because, let’s face it,...
by Mir | Aug 16, 2007 | My name is Grumplestiltskin
No, you didn’t miss anything. This is a two-part story (see? tale of TWO cars?), but I’m not ready to tell you part 1, just yet. Part 1 cannot be told without flames shooting out of my eyeballs and veins bulging in my neck. Part 1 is the story of...
by Mir | Aug 15, 2007 | What do I do all day?
Someone commented on the last post that they’ve noticed that I’ve switched to posting in the morning now that I’ve gotten married. Actually, I was still posting at night until this week, when I realized that 6:00, she arrives EXTREMELY EARLY. That is...
by Mir | Aug 14, 2007 | It's not a regret, it's an "experience", Offspring: ecstasy and agony
The first day of school was—if not a success—acceptable. Our school has what is supposed to be an orderly procedure for distributing children at the end of the day; there’s a web of driveway and parking lot areas that IN THEORY make for an optimal...
