As I may have mentioned before, we have no yard. We have lots of mulch and tons of weedy stuff and a downright precipitous rock cliff in the back, but zip for grass. I doubt this would bother me in the least except for Aura, who is a child and is having a childhood and…
Since Friday morning, I’ve been wracking my brain for something to post about, something beyond a rundown of the numbingly boring drivel that became my weekend. But it’s SO MUCH WORK. Here, let me show you Post Ideas #1-3, all of which suck equally. I appreciate such equal suckage, though. It seems to make everything…
You know it’s been a pretty lousy 12 hours when your annual exam with the ob/gyn does not qualify as the worst part of the day. Even when you add in the fact that the exam wasn’t performed by your beloved, known-for-her-brevity-and-gentleness nurse practitioner, but instead by a nursing student. As in a person who has only STUDIED…
When we reluctantly moved to the suburbs in winter 2008, many of our still city-dwelling friends tried to comfort us. “Think of all the extra space!” they’d exclaim, patting our backs supportively. “Plus you’re only nine miles outside of Boston. It’s not like you’re in the boonies!” Adam and I would chuckle nervously. “Not the…
A month or so ago, Aura and I were rattling around the latest sale at Kohl’s. Painfully aware that my delicate underthings had lately been looking more threadbare than delicate, I directed Aura to follow me to the lingerie department, where I was determined I would find at least a couple of new bras. As I’ve mentioned before, Aura is…
Hi. My name is Kate and I hate cooking. And this was no big deal until Aura arrived. Before that, there was take-out and there was defrosting and there were Trader Joe’s meat+ beans+ sauce entrées, but dinner was never An Event. Once in a while, just for chuckles, we’d spend a weekend afternoon making an actual meal,…
I must say, I was rather taken aback when I received the following Home Energy Report in the mail last week. Actually, I wasn’t only taken aback. I’d say I went through several stages of reaction. I’ll openly admit that the first stage was pride and perhaps a little self-congratulation. We, the people in this apparently rampant-with-energy-greed…
A few weeks ago, Aura was playing with Play Doh at her little Ikea table when I announced it was time to tidy up and get ready for dinner. As she began to mash the clay back into its cans, I heard her muttering to herself. “Ugh!” she hissed from under her table, where she had gone…
First off, happiest of new years to you all. Second: For those of you waiting with bated breath since the last post, please, unbate. Deluxe Crackers were indeed cracked and we are all still in possession of our hearing. This may be because there was no crack. I know for a fact there was no BANG,…
Life has recently become…insane. Let’s see: A mother with a just-broken hip, two months of her rehab at our place, another cold (Aura), and another inner-ear infection (moi; remind me never to blog about an illness ever again, since apparently Fate feels compelled to snicker and re-infect me). I’ll be back soon, once I get…