by Mir | Feb 4, 2005 | Growing
This may come as a huge shock, but I am not exactly a fan of winter. I know I hide it really well, but it’s true. I don’t like to be cold, I don’t like snow, the endless muddy trail of bootprints in the house makes me want to cry. And as much as I...
by Mir | Feb 4, 2005 | Offspring: ecstasy and agony
Hey, it’s 6:11 AM. Guess why I’m up? No, really, go on! Guess! Well, it snowed, so there’s a 2-hour school delay. So, naturally, the children got up at 5:45 to watch television. FIVE. FREAKING. FORTY. FIVE. Those of you who know what I’m up to...
by Mir | Feb 3, 2005 | Detritus
If one spends the entire day trying to clean up several years of accumulated clutter in one’s house, one will find oneself reaching a calm place where the idea of bagging it all up and throwing it away seems like a brilliant plan. P.S. This might be the result...
by Mir | Feb 3, 2005 | What do I do all day?
Today–being my last full day to accomplish the Herculean set of housecleaning tasks I have set for myself before Rejoining The Working Folk–I found myself watching a friend’s 5-year-old daughter for an hour. I was itching to get on with my to-do list...
by Mir | Feb 2, 2005 | It's not a regret, it's an "experience"
Whatever tomorrow brings, I’ll be there with open arms and open eyes, yeah. Whatever tomorrow brings, I’ll be there… I’ll be there. (Seemed all karmic and meaningful the first gazillion times it played its way through my brain. Probably still...
