This just in!

As in, just handed to me on a teeny piece of paper with even teenier writing: The birthday by Chickadee The Cat Was sad. No one will Come to his birthday. he made a cake. he made a game. he made some party hats. he had some balloons. But… he had no Guest....

Welcome to my new digs!!

Come on in, take off your shoes, and make yourself at home. I’m a lousy hostess but there’s bound to be some snacks around here, somewhere. So, you like? I have been working like a busy busy little beaver with a generous allotment of help from both Jay and...

No. Just… NO.

I’m the one and only Yahoo! search result for “uterus grew back”. I was kidding. Ewww. (Yeah, I know I’ve been neglecting my blog duties. Sit tight, my pretties… something good is coming down the pike very soon, trust...

Mixed metaphors or channelling?

This morning I happened upon Unexpected Disaster Mess #37 and blew my cool. I mean I lost it but good; the kind of scene where the children freeze, watch me with rapt attention, and then scurry away as quickly as possible before I decide to eat them. A plant had been...

Lights! Cameras! Gawking!

How do you know when you have a keeper of a babysitter? Take this simple test to find out! You should keep your babysitter if: A) The kids love her B) She’s reliable C) She lives across the street D) She’s bright enough to call you “just to let you...

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