July 2009

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• blogging, giveaway, health

  Mr. Bennet is duly impressed, but wishes I would stop farting in bed

  07.31.09 | Permalink | 46 Comments

  (Pre.S. 1 There’s a Thanksgiving Point giveaway at the end, so skip to that if you get bored.) (Pre.S. 2 Mr. Bennet needs to come to terms with the fact that even celebrity mommy bloggers fart.) Yesterday I took Sally and Susan to a mommy-blogger PR tour at Thanksgiving Point, and the full disclosure is [...]

• blogging

  I’m Nobody!

  07.27.09 | Permalink | 30 Comments

  About a century ago (in mommy-years) I wrote my honors thesis at BYU on Emily Dickinson and how she was a Transcendental Trinitarian. (Oh, it was ground-breaking and all kinds of awesome). Seriously, her poems are terse epics, and it’s been speculated that perhaps she would’ve made a fantastic blogger, what with the letter-writing and [...]

• commentary

  Anyone who says differently is selling something

  07.26.09 | Permalink | 27 Comments

  My mom got a speeding ticket last week. She was driving up a hill on a lonely stretch of highway between here and New Mexico, and someone was tailgating her, so she pulled into the right-hand lane, but somehow she still ended up in front at the crest of the hill, and she was the [...]

• books

  ‘No dark sarcasm in the classroom’

  07.22.09 | Permalink | 17 Comments

  The other night at dinner, Susan (who will be five in October) told us that her sister Sally reads with her mouth closed, and so does Mom, unless she’s reading to the little kids. But when Susan looks at books, she said, she only sees the pictures and doesn’t hear anything inside her mind. We [...]

• faith

  sometimes you find / You get what you need

  07.22.09 | Permalink | 9 Comments

  So, I was watching Sex and the City on TBS (I know, but really I just watch because it reminds me of being single and fabulous in New York City, if by single and fabulous you mean married at twenty and secretary of the Economics Department). And the thing about that show is that none of the [...]

• motherhood

  Reverse Psychology

  07.20.09 | Permalink | 21 Comments

  Lately the liking has come easier. I always love the baby (the almost-3-year-old baby) who clogs my toilet with half a roll of toilet paper and comes to me with questions like “Mom, can you get this out of my ear?” I always love the middle child (the almost-5-year-old middle child) who, when we dropped [...]

• united states

  Tattler’s Remorse

  07.04.09 | Permalink | 32 Comments

  Last Saturday I called the Animal Control line, which is the non-emergency number for the county sheriff. I told the competent phone-answerer lady about the attack dog next door that throws his body at us (at the fence) whenever he hears us moving about the yard. He barks as if we are stray little chicks [...]