by Mir | Apr 26, 2007 | It's not a regret, it's an "experience"
I’ve spent the entire evening cleaning my house. I have a horrible crick in my neck from clutching the phone with my shoulder so as to have my nightly call with Otto with changing bed sheets and scrubbing bathrooms. My fingers are all slightly burned from the...
by Mir | Apr 25, 2007 | Offspring: ecstasy and agony
My children are having a rather boring vacation week. I’ve been working all hours for the last couple of weeks, wedding planning is coming down to the wire (who told me the worry ended with shoe selection? THEY LIED), we’re still keeping the house clean...
by Mir | Apr 24, 2007 | The Year of Living Changerously
Operation Plan A Little Wedding That’s Not A Big Hairy Deal has officially failed, I think. Today I made a phone call to Ireland, trying to keep the desperation out of my voice, and recited my name and order number and politely pointed out that I ordered...
by Mir | Apr 23, 2007 | Offspring: ecstasy and agony, What do I do all day?
I cannot stop with the goats. Goats, goats, everywhere. My hair is like a flock of goats, and my children, they are like a herd of goats. I was surveying the state of my house this evening and didn’t feel even a little guilty about accusing them of being a herd...
by Mir | Apr 22, 2007 | Ottomatic For the People
For those of you keeping score at home, there are now less than three weeks remaining before The Big Day. (I am referring, of course, to my first manicure in a dozen years. Truly a cause for celebration.) So, after our difficulty securing the desired plane tickets,...
