I’ll tell you what the hell that is. That is photographic proof of cherub torture. Every morning since Gabe-the-Self-Proclaimed-Perfect-Boy became an only child… Okay, technically... Read More
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… on an old dog waiting for his old-soul boy
Monty Dingle. Handsome Old Man. Handsome Old Yankee Man. Canine style. A few months ago, he was fading. Our 132 pound, 10 1/2-year-old Bernese Mountain... Read More
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… on making a point with a perfect boy
… on making a point with a perfect boy That’s Self-Proclaimed Perfect Boy, Gabe right there. Why do I call him that? Because he... Read More
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… on pornographic elephants.
Hey, how are ya? C’mon over. Sit down. It’s been a while since we’ve had coffee. What? What do you mean, “What’s that?” Oh.... Read More
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… on camelot and christmastime responsibility
Well, it’s that time of year again. All year long, I try to fly under the radar. By all appearances, I’m just a regular... Read More
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… on apples falling from trees
You know the saying, ‘The apple doesn’t fall too far from the tree’? Ya? You know the horror that courses through your veins when... Read More
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… on an empty nest, temporary ocd, and calvin and hobbes
I’ve written about being a mama bear, even a bristly one. Protecting cubs, advocating for cubs, and the occasional mauling of a particularly obstinate... Read More
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on rules forgotten and the great facebook incident of 2007
On a cold winter day years ago, I came around the corner into my kitchen and looked out the window. Two of my wonderful... Read More
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… on a big move, to a big country, where nothing is a big deal
In 1995, my dear husband and I found ourselves sprinting through LAX. And by ‘sprinting’, I mean moving as fast as humanly possible with... Read More
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… on big boy pig piles
Little boys tend to fall into one of two categories. They are dinosaur kids, or truck kids. I’m not saying that the same kid... Read More