Jan
13
Correct that to read more fun.
I have some practice under my belt.
Elections for Grade 5 student body president. We write names on pieces of paper. The teacher counts them in her head (Jeff Probst could learn a thing or two about counting from Mrs. Rung) and then lets us know that I lose. So the [...]
Jan
12
No problem, you can borrow my Ultimate Chopper. You may also borrow it to make babyfood, but it just doesn’t have the kahones to do spinach. Sorry.
This offer brought to you by late night feedings with Laylee, hours of infomercials, and a chef, yes, a chef - named Tony.
It was late. There was lactation, yawning, [...]
Jan
12
Congratulations, interrogations, this, this, and now “The Twinge” is back.
But, I like you all. I’m just skeered, and I don’t have much info yet. Peace, yo!
Jan
11
It’s elementary, my dear Daring One, but you will need to wait 90 minutes to be seen.
Rumor has it that a new Peds office is going up 3 inches from my front door sometime in the next 3 days to 10 years (the grapevine is amazingly inaccurate, I find). So I wanted to check out [...]
Jan
10
Just came back from a totally fun and wild baby shower where it was discovered that nearly all of us are afraid of mirrors in the dark, I was deemed the most likely to be a fun drinking buddy (if I were ever to try alcohol), and we were THIS close to playing stiff as [...]
Jan
10
Laylee: What’s this?
Me: It’s something special.
Laylee: What IS it? Is it an envelope?
Me: It’s a special paper for your baby.
Laylee: What IS it?
Me: It’s [...]
Jan
10
We’ve all done it. Sitting around a table at a wedding luncheon, engagement party or reception, we’ve given advice to the happy couple. I for one have next to no recollection of the advice that was given to me and my husband around that table.
Do you? The wedding was a joy and a blur and [...]
Jan
09
My mom just called to see if I was still alive because I haven’t posted to my blog in over 24 hours. I am, in fact, alive. I’m not even sick yet. Slightly twisted maybe, but not physically ill.
As DY Dad wastes away to a shell of his former self, slurping chicken soup, blowing his [...]
Jan
08
My mom always said she loved us all but she loved us more at different stages. If we asked who her favorite was, she said it was the one who needed her the most. Tonight, my family needs me and I am all a-tear with the joy of it.
Dan is pretty much walking death. He [...]
Jan
07
Actual Second Grade Journal - Spelling and grammar left in its original form.
Thursday, Sept. 5
yesterday my babby sister went to the hospitle to get her ahernea taken out. When she came home she came home she was krance she wodunt take. (I think that should read - “wouldn’t talk.”)
Tuesday, Sept. 17
I have a family of [...]