I sit here, in the blessed quiet of the post-kids-bedtime limbo — time guiltily stolen from household chores (got 5 minutes? you could shine your sink a là FlyLady) and church duties (Sunday’s just three days away — is your Sunday School lesson ready?). Stolen because really I should just go to bed so there’d [...]
Like every conscientious mother (have you seen The Nanny Diaries? — too bad I don’t have the money to premeditatedly neglect my children), I took Spot to her 12 month check-up this Monday. We were only six weeks late for this ritual of shots and stupid questions. If I were truly worried about my child’s [...]
I used to think, back when I was young and arrogant, that cooking was a pretty lame pasttime, a drudgery to be endured by downtrodden housewives. And sometimes it is a chore to throw together one more dinner on a tight budget. But, while I like a good greasy fast-food meal as much as [...]
It might be the height of arrogance to think that God concerns himself with petty things like whether Mormons drink tea, much less tequila, and that Muslims and Jews don’t eat pork. I’m just glad to not be part of a religion that forbids something I really like, like hot chocolate with whipped cream. That [...]
I kicked the Mountain Dew habit a few months ago, and then, in a time of duress (do you have to be under duress, or can you just experience duress?), I went on a two-week binge of all-caffeine-all-the-time. Marcy offered to send me caffeine-free from Utah in an attempt to save me from myself. (When [...]
I was laughing by the time I finished this last email, so I thought I’d preserve it for posterity (hey, regardless of what else happens, we already have three of those).
Dick: Do you want to hold a garage sale this Saturday to try to sell our furniture that way?
Jane: we’d get even less [...]
No, not yet. About 9 more days before we even leave; seems like a lifetime, seems like 5 minutes. The packing is going, the cleaning is going, the wringing of hands (chapped, ripped, torn hands, I might add. Grampa says it’s worth it to learn to clean with gloves on; he might be right, but [...]