That’s what Zoe said from behind her thermometer last week, just before I got sick. I’ve had a low grade fever since Saturday, migraines, aches, and crankies, obviously. Stupid flu. On the upside I’ve remembered some crazy dreams this week. Last night I had Ron Sexsmith’s baby in a weaver’s studio and a bobcat tried [...]
Filed under: self; not -ish on March 27th, 2009 | 2 Comments »
Zoe spent some time in Grandma’s attic this morning, and emerged with a dusty box full of choking hazards. Remember when kids would swallow a GI Joe and parents would laugh it off in the hospital making Superfudge/turtle references? Not that…I ever swallowed toys… Sifting through the relics I found these guys. The robot is [...]
Filed under: kids, self; not -ish on March 3rd, 2009 | 3 Comments »
Someone asked me the other day why I never post pictures of myself on my blog. I could answer that question with words, but I think it’s more effective to answer with this:
Filed under: self; not -ish on February 17th, 2009 | 14 Comments »
Sweet biscuits. For all of you that have ordered in the past week or so, if you happen to get feedback tomorrow that simply says, “Thank you so much! ” please know that I don’t love you any less, but rather I’m starting to grasp the concept of outer-dimension insanity. I love you very [...]
Filed under: self; not -ish on February 11th, 2009 | 5 Comments »
It’s true. There’s manfunk in the yurt. Because you see, due to the separation I haven’t mentioned, the kids and I have been staying at my mom’s, and Ross has been staying at the yurt. We’re hell bent on not hating each other after all this, and sleeping in the same 30′ space was um, [...]
Filed under: self; not -ish, yurt stuff on December 15th, 2008 | 6 Comments »
