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Woulda Coulda Shoulda

"Maybe all we can hope to do is end up with the right regrets."

Last Build Date: Wed, 20 Sep 2017 15:46:05 +0000


Irma and others

Mon, 18 Sep 2017 15:13:27 +0000

Don’t try to have a conversation with me this week. I will, at some point, mutter darkly about throwing away five pounds of PERFECTLY GOOD shrimp. It will not need to be relevant to the conversation for me to bring this up, either. I am bitter and it’s stupid that I’m bitter and yet: five […]

Course correcting

Mon, 07 Aug 2017 16:28:31 +0000

Hello! Greetings from the land of Never What You Planned, But Somehow It More Or Less Works Out Eventually. I feel like I’ve spent the last 19 years exhorting my kids to be flexible! Go with the flow! But don’t be afraid to change course! There are no wrong choices, only “right for right now” […]

News you can use (for… umm… something?)

Wed, 26 Jul 2017 17:01:43 +0000

Chickadee has been giving me a hard time lately about the blog. “You never write,” she complains. “Why don’t you write anymore?” I look at her, and she looks at me, and I shrug. Sometimes I follow it up with the usual excuses—I don’t want to violate anyone’s privacy; my life is pretty boring; there’s […]

Hello yes hi we are alive

Tue, 20 Jun 2017 15:10:31 +0000

A very patient reader pointed out over on the Facebook page that I never updated after the last post (about Chickadee being in the hospital). I’m sorry! I wasn’t trying to be a giant jerkface, but it just happens naturally, I guess. So, to clarify: 1) I suck. 2) Chickie was in the hospital for […]

Hold on to your liver!

Wed, 24 May 2017 23:22:09 +0000

Honestly, I have a million things just from the last week… er… crap… week BEFORE last… that I am still going to tell you about. Pinky swear. I totally intended to get RIGHT back to you on all of that after I told you about the Toepocalypse. Because we had our familyversary! And it’s been […]

Because I am a delicate, delicate flower

Mon, 15 May 2017 16:43:37 +0000

Hello! All last week I kept thinking, “Oh, I finally have something to write about! I shall write! About it! All of it!” And all was very busy and before I knew it, 1) time had passed, 2) I had not written about any of it, and 3) “it” had become far more than one […]

There are two types of people in this world

Thu, 13 Apr 2017 15:30:00 +0000

Listen, I understand that genetics are complicated and sometimes recessive genes do funky things and all of that, but I’ve recently made a horrifying discovery about my offspring. I’m not the tidiest person in the world, not by a long shot—I tend to have tidy areas of the house and then a few small dumping […]

When it rains, it’s all kinds of drama

Thu, 30 Mar 2017 18:22:09 +0000

Look at me, not waiting a whole month to write again. It’s almost like I’m going back to being a blogger, or something. WEIRD. The impetus for this is simple: Life was boring, boring, boring… right up until it wasn’t. And when people start saying things to me like “Oh, Mir, that could only happen […]

Another month, another series of mostly minutiae

Mon, 20 Mar 2017 20:40:21 +0000

Has it been another month? It has! I don’t understand how this keeps happening, and yet, here we are. Time has passed, some interesting things have happened and other not-so-interesting, and life marches on, etc. I’ve made a number of desserts for Nerd Night this year and shared almost none of them with you because […]


Thu, 16 Feb 2017 17:22:06 +0000

So it’s been about a month since I wrote here. Honestly, it only felt like a couple of weeks, which is weird, because in our new dystopian reality, every single day feels like a month, lately. Still, I knew I’d been remiss when my father called me to make sure I was still alive. When […]