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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, 30 Nov 2016 17:18:55 +0000


We are all my little dog and her coat

Wed, 30 Nov 2016 17:18:55 +0000

It’s a very good thing I never actually promise to come back to writing here regularly. I think about it—a lot—but in the end, it doesn’t seem to happen. Oh well. Hey! This blog is worth EXACTLY what you paid for it! (So there.) Things are rolling along, here, and everything is both going WHOOSH […]


Wed, 16 Nov 2016 16:38:20 +0000

Hey. How are you? I’ve been better. I’m guessing a lot of you feel the same. Maybe some of you don’t. I am mostly fighting a constant battle against waves of exhaustion and dread, and then doing super productive things like reminding myself that going onto social media makes me feel a little less alone […]

Let’s give ’em something to taco ’bout…

Tue, 08 Nov 2016 20:32:16 +0000

Today’s the day, people. We made it. Election Day! Now we all just have to make it to tomorrow, sans heart attacks. I think I can, I think I can, I think I can…. In the meantime, may I remind you that it’s Tuesday? As in… TACO TUESDAY. I can think of no better Tuesday […]

This was supposed to be a more formal post

Fri, 04 Nov 2016 16:38:01 +0000

So I agreed last week to write A Political Post for an organization I love, and then this week happened and this week was a complete jerkface and I ended up doing… um, almost nothing I was supposed to. At all. As in: I got up this morning and did a week’s worth of dishes, […]

Pictures and critters and stuff (oh my)

Mon, 31 Oct 2016 15:50:36 +0000

When I last left you, we were discussing pictures. Specifically: my son’s inability to pose for them without acting as if being waterboarded. No matter! We had a few more opportunities to get a good shot of him, and while I wouldn’t say my hopes were high, they were… highER. Because surely it couldn’t get […]

Picture perfect

Wed, 19 Oct 2016 13:06:15 +0000

I think I may have mentioned here once or twice or seven billion times that I hate having my picture taken. I am not a photogenic human. (This is not the same, by the way, as saying I’m an unattractive human. This is not a self-esteem issue, merely a “the way my particular features tend […]

Just be there, even if they sleep through it

Tue, 11 Oct 2016 16:31:30 +0000

This past weekend was Chickadee’s Fall Break from school, so she came home on Friday afternoon and is headed back today. Four entire days to love on my girl! Four entire days of quality time and family togetherness! Sort of. She got home around 4:30 on Friday and went to bed. She got up around […]

Having a wonderful time, here’s some mail

Fri, 07 Oct 2016 14:30:10 +0000

Family Day at Chickadee’s school approacheth. In theory I think this is a great idea—some of those kids probably haven’t seen their folks since they left home, and some parents are probably dying to see their kid(s) in their school element. In practice, I see my kid plenty, and whoops, she’s actually going to be […]

It was a pretty good run

Tue, 04 Oct 2016 21:00:33 +0000

I cannot remember the last time Duncan bit someone. Rather: I couldn’t remember, BEFORE THIS WEEKEND. He’s so sweet! So calm! That whole “biting people” thing is but a distant memory… … which came back again while we were watching football this weekend. Otto and I cheered over a play while Duncan snoozed between us […]

Both falling apart and coming together

Wed, 28 Sep 2016 13:18:16 +0000

I just realized the last thing I wrote about was my eye infection (Hi, I’m Mir, and I’m SEXXXXXYYYYY), and then I promptly went silent for another week because my neck was all jacked up. Longtime readers may recall that 11 years ago I crashed my car into a dump truck and the dump truck […]