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alex the girl

alex the girl is the very first weblog I ever saw, although I had no idea that that was what it was called. I didn’t use the word “blog” then. I started reading about her days, and kept coming back. I couldn’t tell which was more appealing: her designs, drawings, prose, or site design...

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  • I am sometimes an experiential learner

    I have not yet mastered the art of not asking people what they think. Logan was dressing for baseball practice today, and asked as he skidded to a stop in the kitchen, “Is this shirt too small?” I responded, “Nope. Is this dress too big?” I had on a new summer shift from J.Crew and had been considering throwing away what’s in my closet and just wearing it for the rest of my life. I like it...

  • My son, boy genius

    So I sat bolt upright in bed this morning at eight o’clock thinking, “Holy CRAP, Dylan’s assembly is in half an hour!”

    Dylan was to be honored at the very last assembly of the year as one of grade’s Student in the Spotlight awards. Whee! They don’t usually tell the kids ahead of time, so they can’t exactly send home a note, which could explain why I’ve missed each of Logan’s turns and I think one for Dylan in the first grade...

  • If you give your mom a new hip…

    ...She will need a walker. If you give your mom a walker, she will need a one-story house and an accessible shower stall. So, hey! I live two miles from the hospital, and have a master suite with a million pillows and a total ADA-compliant, walk-in shower! Come on over! I’ll be your Convalescence Home. The kids will love waiting on you...

  • Dem Bones, Dem Bones

    I cannot for the life of me get that song out of my head. I’ve been explaining to the children as well as I can how the doctors were able to replace mom’s hip with a stainless steel one yesterday. They’re just staring at the little bandage, and then at the huge container holding all the stuff draining from the surgical site and going, “Huh?” ...

  • I’m Mindy, and I’m a White Trash Mom

    Well, that does it. I’m nineteen pages into Michelle Lamar’s The White Trash Mom Handbook (Embrace Your Inner Trailerpark, Forget Perfection, Resist Assimilation into the PTA, Stay Sane and Keep Your Sense of Humor) and already I’m willing to throw in the towel and suggest you transfer your links and your loyalty to her. She’s far more organized and sensible than I am, and is able to articulate–in the first nineteen pages no less–why some of us are the way we are and are so incredibly self-conscious about it. She totally strips the veneer off the ideal mom and tells you to knock it off already if you are spending time and energy trying to be perfect, or even good enough. Chances are, you’re aces...

  • Ask me no questions, I’ll tell you all kinds of things that irk me anyway

    Phil wanted to know how my morning went. I love when he shoots me an IM and then logs off to teach; I always have some rant waiting for him when he checks back between classes...

  • Totally getting one lesson, another sailing over her head

    My mom raised us in as gender-neutral a household possible given being a divorced mom to a boy and a girl born twelve months apart. See? That's still funny to me. I chuckle.

    Never one to let biological determinism taint my Weltanschauung, I set about raising my children the same way...

  • This is becoming Biblical

    I don't even have the energy to go into why this is so bad but if you've been around a while, you'll see the overall pattern. You know, the one that looks like a giant turd...

  • This crazy, flippin’ life

    The weekend dragged like a queen, but tonight was action-packed; I feel as though I've been a million places already.

    This evening the little ones wanted to go to their brother's game, so we packed up to go and then… crap. They were going to want to eat at the Snack Shack for dinner. "Anyone want some of what's left from last night?" I asked a little desperately. Nope. WANT GAME...

  • I’m going to open a drop-in Psych Clinic next to party planning stores

    Honest to Betsy, these parents need help. I stumbled on a story about an over the top birthday party (hmm… yes, I believe it was Tom Cruise who wants to spend half a million for Suri's second), and the link jumping just went from there to places no one should ever go...

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