by Mir | Feb 12, 2006 | Offspring: ecstasy and agony
Any veteran mom is used to dodging the slings and arrows of the child who complains that she is the meanest mama ever, or that all the other mamas are better, or that she revels in making her children miserable. Most of my compadres adopt the same attitude I do, when...
by Mir | Feb 10, 2006 | Haven't been hit by lightning yet!
See how I just run the gamut, like that? It’s a gift! Emotions just run thither and yon, more quickly than you can say, “Hey, where the heck IS ‘yon,’ anyway?” Hope: You may have read about it elsewhere, and as usual I’m a day late...
by Mir | Feb 9, 2006 | Forget talk; walk the walk!
I thought I’d give y’all a preliminary update on my preparation for walking 60 miles this summer. Because I know everyone is just DYING to hear how I’m doing, like UNABLE TO SLEEP AT NIGHT wondering if I’m really doing this thing or if...
by Mir | Feb 8, 2006 | Offspring: ecstasy and agony
I would like to meet the person responsible for the Pokemon empire and chew up his face while twisting off his nipples and kneeing him in the groin. Of course, I assume there was a Y chromosome involved because no female would’ve sat down one day and said to...
by Mir | Feb 7, 2006 | It's not a regret, it's an "experience"
Here is what I know about myself and exercise: I am perhaps the world’s lousiest self-motivator. Tell me to get my ass out of bed and meet you for a workout at 6:30? I’m there. Promise myself I’ll get right up at 6:30 and hop on my elliptical...
