Yesterday I attended church with my parents. Dick is out of town on business, and it’s much easier to take care of the kids at Grandma’s house, even if she does mysteriously disappear at bedtime. She encourages messes in her kitchen, and she has a Xanadu-like backyard complete with swings, treehouse, grass, pool, garden, trampoline, [...]
I could probably maintain an entire blog just about the (childrens) books that make an old-fashioned book-burning look totally defensible. But honestly, the gag-reflex I get from Angelina Ballerina is greatly eclipsed by the desire to glut myself on endless re-readings of Dumpy LaRue, Julius, the Baby of the World, The Ordinary Princess, and everything by L.M. Montgomery. But where’s the fun in slavering [...]
Actually, the truth, beauty, freedom, and love thing is from Moulin Rouge, which I loved and Melinda fell asleep during. Can’t really blame her, though. Moulin Rouge is just yet another musical with the a bizarre never-ending musical/dance/dream sequence halfway through (think Oklahoma, Xanadu, and every Gene Kelly or Fred Astaire movie ever). Here’s the [...]
We took Dick to the airport this morning, and since I had a wee breakdown on Saturday, in which I calmly pointed out that he had not washed a single dish nor picked up a single black sock since my surgery, we stopped on the way to the airport so Dick could vacuum out the [...]
The MMSM Carnival topic tomorrow is memory. I googled “memory” because really, what is life for, anyway, if not to google everything? Actually, there is more to life than google, and that is youtube. Listen to this amazing performance (now can we make Jason Castro go home? Please?). I saw Cats at the Capitol Theater [...]
Marianne from Writer-Mommy has won the Free Publicity for Your Blog giveaway, which means that a button linking to her wonderful site will be residing on my sidebar momentarily. Marianne was chosen in completely random fashion: Do you know how many times you have to ‘generate’ for the random number generator to pick the number [...]
I know almost to the minute when the word divorce stopped being a concept and became a possibility, a reality, a real thing in real life that could be devastating. Oh, not for me. Dick and I fought like pole cats the first couple months of our marriage, ten years ago. We fought about the [...]