by Mir | Sep 30, 2005 | Offspring: ecstasy and agony
Chickadee is–even as I type this–watching movies and eating popcorn with 7 other 7- and 8-year-old girls. In a little while they will hunker down in their sleeping bags and whisper and giggle for who knows how long. Thank the lord those girls aren’t...
by Mir | Sep 29, 2005 | Health is overrated
(You have no idea how tickled I was to discover that there’s actually a Wikipedia entry on this.) So I had this little cold, and I thought it went away. But apparently it was just resting and rebuilding and luring my asthma over to the dark side with promises of...
by Mir | Sep 28, 2005 | Job? Huh?
Things are really rolling along, now, job-wise. There are many stages of successful self-employment, you know. It’s not unlike the stages of grief, really: Some people will progress through the stages in order, but most will have some skipping around as they...
by Mir | Sep 27, 2005 | It's not a regret, it's an "experience"
It’s time for a little-known factoid about Mir. Why? Don’t ask why. Hush up. Here, have a cookie. (They are store-brand mint-creme-filled not-Oreos. Gross, but delicious!) I used to play the cello. I use the term “play” loosely. I loved the...
by Mir | Sep 26, 2005 | What do I do all day?
This day, it ATTACKED me. Yes. Sometimes days are just calm and orderly and boring; and truth be told, I like them that way. Days where I have to GO and DO and BE and people come to my DOOR and MAKE ME TALK TO THEM, well, this is very challenging to my natural...
