Archive for August, 2006

the anniversary that was

Today is the fourth anniversary of being married to O. We would have been together six years.
Before the in-law visit I was all consumed by the gnawing dread of it being horrible and awkward. I didn’t prepare for the possibility that it would cause me all kinds of emotional upheaval. I didn’t […]

notes from the kitchen

Before I go all Martha Stewart on you, I’d first like to tell you that I met a kid named Rowdy yesterday. Seriously, isn’t that just begging for trouble?
I made plum jam today. JAM folks, I made jam. Me. It’s not something I do. I have so far […]

word association

When you hear/read the word CHOICES what comes to mind?

but.  The only thing I have to say is that I have to go back to work today (after having a week off) and it really pisses me off.
I have to go back to work today, and it really pisses me off.
I have to go back to work today, and it really pisses me off.
I […]

an “aww, shit.” moment

Duncan took some styling liberties yesterday and cut his hair.
I loved his summer blond hair. A lot.
Not so much cut like this, though.

Not such a good look, really.
Hair was cut almost to the scalp, so in order to even it out, it’s been buzzed. He looks like he’s ready to join the […]

a soccer mom I am not

Duncan started football last night. Actually, soccer, but he still calls it football, you know, because he’s bilingual. He’s really been looking forward to it, me as well, because what’s cuter than a little boy out on the pitch in shin pads and cleats?

He’s a little leery of strangers, so while […]

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