by Mir | Feb 25, 2005 | Job? Huh?
Excuse me while I curl up into a little ball of stress and explode. Ahhhh… that’s better. In the sense that discorporeal is better, at this point. Now would be a good time for the New York Times or Newsweek or some other news organization eager to let you...
by Mir | Feb 24, 2005 | Offspring: ecstasy and agony
(I’ll try to get them to do it again when you’re here tomorrow, but who knows.) My children, my darling, sweet, adorable, totally WEIRD children, are wearing footie sleepers in preparation for an early bedtime. They just came walking in here, single-file,...
by Mir | Feb 24, 2005 | Health is overrated, Offspring: ecstasy and agony
I ask you, is there anything more pitiful than a mild-mannered child whose reaction to the sickies is a gravitational pull to the couch and PBS? It almost makes me forget that everything about George Shrinks drives me completely insane. (Why is he so small? How did he...
by Mir | Feb 24, 2005 | Offspring: ecstasy and agony
Monkey shuffled into my room this morning and scaled my body in a single fluid movement, parking himself on my hip and tucking his head into the crook of my neck. “How’s my baby?” I asked him, while brushing my lips across his (still warm) forehead....
by Mir | Feb 23, 2005 | Health is overrated, Offspring: ecstasy and agony
No, not that. This: Monkey: I don’t want to take a shower. I love you! *wrapping himself around my leg* Me: I love you too, but you need a shower. Clothes off, please. Monkey: But I’m cold. Me: Then go get in the water; it’s warm there. Monkey: But...
