I am not at all good at waiting. I’ve become better

I am thankful for time off. I was blissfully unplugged from the interwebs (except for the odd foray in when I needed to look up Ricardo Montalban and Corinthian Leather in Wikipedia, of course) over the holiday break.  But now I’m ready to catch up on my Reader and find out what you all have […]

Dear Dr. Demento, I do not know what you have your doctorate in. I do not know how you came to have your own radio show. I do not know how you managed to have so many cool friends who are so entertaining. And frankly, I don’t care. I’m just thankful you were around to […]

I’m currently in our car. G is asleep tucked up in his car seat in the backseat.  I can just make him out, snoozing, by the light of my screen. M is in front driving, listening to Wait Wait Don’t Tell Me. To my right in the night sky are the moon, haloed when viewed […]

How many cukes would a G-chuck chuck if a G-chuck could chuck cukes? And a G-chuck would chuck cukes if a G-chuck could chuck cukes. So, how many cukes would a G-chuck chuck if a G-chuck could chuck cukes? We started on the adventure of Baby-Led Weaning when G hit 6 months as he seemed […]

I was watching Law & Order: SVU over the weekend while G was asleep on my lap.   Last week’s episode may have lost them a viewer, but I’m sad to say it may not be for the reasons it should be. !!SPOILER ALERT!!  In the episode, an unmarried couple from Buffalo (my current city, dontcha […]

I’ve imported blog entries from past efforts at this blogging thing. This way I look like I’ve had a life for more than a month. 😉 I have to go through and categorize everything, so please be patient with the “mess”.

Apparently whatever caffeine high I was on has left me and, after reading through the same inspiring blogs that made me want to write in the first place, I am already feeling that shrinking “what was I thinking, I have nothing important to say!” feeling. That feeling that you’ve become broken before you’ve even started. […]

SDH is bringing home Bob & John’s. Thank god I married a man who loves pizza…

I feel happeeeeeee!! [sound of cat being hurled against a wall in background] I have no idea who even reads this any more, but I’m going to try to get back to writing more than once in a blue moon. From the Frank Stanton Studios in Los Angeles, this is Marketplace! dit dit dit-dit dit […]