Yesterday I removed the batteries from my kids’ toys. I also hid little Fred’s favorite toy, a ball popper that I’ve been listening to almost non-stop for the past 6+ months.
Why, you ask?
First, a bit of background. I’m a member of Generation X, which means that I am supposed [...]
Archive for December, 2008
31 Dec
Batteries Not Included
26 Dec
Time Out For Daddy!
On Christmas Day, my DH put himself in time-out twice.
The first time, he dropped a glass plate and it shattered. He marched over to our time-out corner and sat down. I asked him if he intended to sit there for 37 minutes.
The second time, he was playing with a trivet after finishing Christmas [...]
20 Dec
Slurring Your Way Through Christmas
You what’s great about any Dean Martin song? He sounds completely hammered in all of them. It’s even better in the Christmas songs because somehow, it just seems appropriate.
How did the holidays become so stressful? Where is this “joy” that I keep hearing about but never seem to see? Go to [...]
16 Dec
See, I’m A Cool Mom! Really!
Last night, Ginger decided that she wanted to sleep in her fleece snowsuit.
I said no. Not only should she wear her PJs, but it was 60+ degrees yesterday.
Then I thought, what the heck?
Tonight, she decided to wear it again.
So she is snoozing away in her snowsuit, happy at having won that battle. [...]
15 Dec
The Magical Disappearing Snack Cup
Somewhere in my house is a half-full snack cup. It’s been missing for six days and Ginger has no clue where it is (or, more likely, instantly forgot once she set it down because she was distracted by a bright, shiny object). I fear the results when (if?) we eventually find it. [...]
11 Dec
Now Weight Just A Minute!
There are certain rules of etiquette at the gym.
One, you don’t stand too close to anyone else when you are in the locker room and naked. Because that just gets weird.
Two, talking to someone while they are huffing and puffing on the elliptical is fine. Expecting them to respond is not.
And [...]
11 Dec
Channeling My Inner Ayn Rand
I am firing a friend this Christmas. Dropped from my Christmas card list. Dunzo. And I’m feeling quite self-righteous about it.
It’s someone with whom I attended school and have traveled. After graduation and going our separate ways, we reconnected a few times only to discover that we didn’t have much in [...]
