I haven’t posted in nine days, which in blogging terms is closer to seventy-four years. Didn’t plan it, didn’t resurrect posts from my archive (most of which make internet bulimia look good). I don’t really know what happened, beyond your common-or-Dr. Seuss-variety slump.
A few years ago, Angela from New York sent us the children’s book [...]
Last week I threatened to throw the blender off our balcony if it got left out ONE MORE TIME. Dick likes to make smoothies, which is great because the kids love them, they’re pretty healthy, and blah blah blah.
But who has to clean up after them? Me. That’s who. And somehow putting the blender back, [...]
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Sometimes I think about homeschooling. This thinking usually peaks around May and plummets in July. The timing is handy, making me look forward to both summer vacation and to school starting again. And even though I know it’s a cycle, I can’t avoid it because let’s face it: two universal truths are [...]
For a few months after my sister’s husband left her, Dick and I were really nice to each other. I cooked his favorite meals (or at least I cooked: not sure if they were actually favorites). He started putting Spot to bed along with her sisters.
Of course he does this completely wrong, letting Spot play [...]
We took the kids to Lagoon yesterday (more on that next week). I expressed some purely platonic (”He is sooo cute!” “What a great smile” “Look at that those shoulders!”) admiration for one of the young men in the Broadway Rhythm show, and when Dick pointed this out to me, I told him I was [...]
Last week Mary Poppins visited, and she brought a craft. I think she got the idea from church, where the nice ladies helped the kids make sugar cube temples. Families are big at the Mormon church. By big, I mean important, though often they are above-average-in-size, too.
Dick and I were married in the Manti temple ten years ago, and the [...]
Diet Coke and Mentos on the 4th of July from jane on Vimeo.
My younger brother Ryan has been wanting to show us the beauty of a Diet Coke/Mentos bomb for some time now. What better day than the 4th of July? Notice Sally trying to save Spot.
And that is not me screaming.