Rambo Gardening Techniques and Punk Firefighters

My approach to gardening this year is to kill kill kill everything in sight. I wanted to plant some things but there is no room in my yard for useful vegetation because it’s all been taken over by crazy soul-sucking weeds. Blackberry vines that I thought were cute and semi-useful have multiplied by such an [...]

Filed under: domesticality, nintendo, scaring the neighbors

Pigs and Robots are Smart

Dinner. Tonight. Canned soup. Crackers. Cold cereal for desert. Best dinner conversation in possibly the last 2 years. Dan was at a meeting. I managed to find some canned soup that was less than 2 years past its Best-By Date. I warmed it in the microwave and we sat down to chow. Each kid counted [...]

Filed under: domesticality, family fun, food, kid stuff, scaring the neighbors

Mother’s Day Is In the Water

Maybe it’s just in the air. It’s definitely all around us and through us and it’s fun and LOUD and festive and at times obnoxious. My mom always used to say that what she really wanted for Mother’s Day was well-behaved kids who were obedient and didn’t spend the whole day fighting. But what about [...]

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Digging Out

Today I moved, I really moved for one of the first times in 4 months. Magoo was at preschool a 20-minute walk from our house and there was a smattering of sun peeking through the clouds. I was out of breath in less than a block, surprised at how weak and puny and scrawny and [...]

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Sorry

I was lounging around on Sunday, napping upstairs in my room when Dan went downstairs to help the kids with something. An hour later, I wandered downstairs and found them like this: Playing the eternal game that makes everyone cry but then beg for more. The apron is because he had washed all the dishes [...]

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Could I Be More Mean?

I have set a limit of four days on this: It’s been three days and today I gave warning. The Stuffed Animal Utopia of Bliss must be dismantled by tomorrow night. “But the animals will be so sad.” “But you set up every toy, stuffed animal, laundry basket, block, doll blanket and interesting-looking household item [...]

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