by Mir | Oct 2, 2004 | Haven't been hit by lightning yet!
I should not be surprised when the neighbor’s dog pounces on Chickadee a week before school pictures and leaves a horrible-looking scratch down her cheek. Neither should I be surprised that–in retelling this story to a friend–I am laughed at for...
by Mir | Oct 1, 2004 | It's not a regret, it's an "experience"
I lay awake in bed last night to the pitter-patter of little feet above my head. The plummetting nighttime temperatures have once again convinced the local rodent population that Casa Mir is an acceptable hotel. When I was in college, I lived two years in a quaint...
by Mir | Sep 30, 2004 | Offspring: ecstasy and agony
Everything I ever needed to know about good self-esteem I learned from my son. Today Monkey is having his class pictures done. Last night, I asked him if he wanted to help me pick out what he would wear. He’s coming up on 5 now, you know, so I figured he might...
by Mir | Sep 29, 2004 | Detritus
Blessed are the “Shopper’s Club” specials: for they shall fill thy freezer and pantry. Blessed is the glorious crockpot: for it shall prepare delicious meals with minimal effort. Blessed are the children who will refuse to eat the bounty of the...
by Mir | Sep 29, 2004 | Detritus
I am still chuckling after reading Jay’s confessions for the week. He has invited fellow bloggers to step up to the confessional as well, so here goes. I have recently sinned, both in action and in my heart. This past week alone, I: Told Chickadee the atomic...
