There are all kinds of things you can do on a Saturday evening in June. This is merely one of them:
Just a little off the top, PLEASE!
Nothing says wacky like purple, pink, and glitter hair.
Yes, we know. He needs a haircut. He hasn’t decided on his “style” for junior high. Why not this one?
Yes, that’s a [...]
Feeling stressed from a long day at kindergarten or summer programs? Too much time in the pool? Did you create artistic masterpieces all day long and now need a break. Well, the Marvelous Miss B is an expert at just this thing.
Three seconds after entering the house, you must change into your loungewear. This consists [...]
What the House Test Says About You
You are happy with who you are, and you don’t have an inflated sense of self importance. You do your own thing quietly. You don’t take up a lot of space.
You aren’t against being community oriented, but it’s not really your thing. You tend to prefer to focus on [...]
The author photo:
Yes. You have to get one.
Yes. Darcy and I put it off as long as we could.
Yes. We had to suck it up and get them done.
At least Darcy didn’t have to do hers twice. Twice, people. I’m pretty sure you feel sorry for me.
The first were too formal. Thanks to our weird [...]
Yesterday, the Marvelous Miss B had her dance recital. Her group danced to At the Codfish Ball, which of course, I can’t get out of my head.
She’s growing out her bangs. They hit right about at her nose. She usually keeps them out of her face with a headband. But. This is show biz, so [...]
Warm up: Pace around the house. Check phone for dial tone. Pace some more. Do deep knee bend to get water out of mini-fridge.
Aerobic phase: Phone rings. Heart rate doubles. 212 and New York flash across the Caller ID screen. Heart rate triples. Pick up phone. If you can still say hello, clearly you’re not [...]
Last night while we were driving to swim lessons, Kyra sat quietly in the backseat, a serious scowl on her face. Andrew and I both asked her what was wrong. Then we asked again. And again. All at once she turned to us and said:
“I’m dreaming!”
We discovered, later, she meant daydreaming. She had a whole [...]
I’ve been a bad blogger but a good productive writer. The fourth (at least, I think it’s the fourth) draft of MacKenna (The Fine Art of Holding Your Breath) is done. I’ve asked a few victims volunteers to read it over.
So I was finishing up the last pages–literally, when Andrew stumbled from his bedroom to [...]
So, the other night after we dropped Andrew off at Scouts (for his last requirement to make first class), Miss B and I went to Target to find a little gift for her kindergarten teacher. We were looking for an elephant, since her teacher has one on a bookshelf in the classroom. Kyra thought it [...]
So, the other day, we drove over to my mom’s to help with a little gardening. Kyra became proficient at weeding, Andrew at planting, and both of them at befriending worms. This last probably added a good twenty minutes to the task. Well, that and the fact Andrew felt compelled to examine each petal of [...]
