The Issue:
As long as kids have had rooms, a battle has been raging. Parents versus kids. Parents want kids’ rooms to be clean (or at least not a health hazard). Kids want the right to keep their space how they want it (to wallow in their own filth). Will a peace treaty ever be […]
Entries Tagged as 'I write Crap'
The Great Debate
November 3rd, 2007 · 30 Comments
Tags: Gah. · I write Crap · The Boy · Me · freak parade
Happenings
October 30th, 2007 · 9 Comments
The fire is still burning about four miles over the hills behind my house. It is 65% contained and looking better every day. It hardly smells like smoke at all…and we actually saw white, fluffy clouds today! The winds are supposed to pick back up on Friday, so we’re hoping it is fully contained before […]
Tags: Gah. · the ones that are about nothing · I write Crap · The Boy · The Husband · freak parade
It’s Like They Have Some Sort Of Radar
October 24th, 2007 · 9 Comments
So this weekend was our anniversary. Sixty Six years of wedded bliss. We’re not sure whether the fact that we both feel like it has been a whole lot longer is a good thing or not. Around here, anniversaries usually = kid free. Yeah, um…usually. This particular anniversary happened to be quite a bit too […]
Tags: Good Lovin' · Gee thanks · Gah. · watch mel make up words · things that suck big 'ol piles of crap · I write Crap · The Husband · Me · The Girl · freak parade
Holy Server Failure, Batman!
October 23rd, 2007 · No Comments
My site’s server has been down all day. Remind me why I switched to self-hosted again? That’s okay, I didn’t write anything for here anyway. I’ve been working on The Boy’s interview project. He has new interviews up, and about eight more ready to go. And if you are a fan of The Sneeze…which you […]
Tags: Linky Love · Gah. · I write Crap · freak parade · blogging · homeschool
One of Those Lame Placeholders….
October 18th, 2007 · 1 Comment
I want to thank everyone for all of their comments on my last post. I have more to say on the subject, but haven’t had the chance. I have been updating over here and managing the interviews and all that goes with them here. Shall I find some lovely Muzak for you to listen to […]
Tags: I write Crap · The Boy · Me · blogging
The One That Just Narrowly Escaped the Delete Button
October 16th, 2007 · 28 Comments
I am so frustrated with myself right now. I can’t seem to get a handle on anything. My house is a disaster…and I don’t just mean the clutter of kids’ toys. No, really. You should see my bathroom. And the laundry. Oh, the piles of laundry. Clean. Not clean. Just piles. I have hours of […]
Tags: things that suck big 'ol piles of crap · I write Crap · Me
Some Clarification….
October 6th, 2007 · 6 Comments
Some things I wanted to clear up about this post….
I, personally, do not believe that Jenny McCarthy is exploiting her son’s autism to promote her book. I truly believe she feels she is raising awareness. (Although, it is not very hard for me to see why many people do think that.)
I do not believe Ms. […]
Tags: watch mel run her mouth · asperger's · I write Crap · The Boy
Power! Power! I Have Power!
September 18th, 2007 · 9 Comments
Were you wondering about my mysterious disappearance from Teh Internets? What do you mean you hadn’t noticed? Well, humor me.
My AC adapter, AKA, the Giver of Life for my laptop, crapped out. Again. Because I own a Dell, none of the “universal” adapters you can pick up at Best Buy, or wherever, work with my […]
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Driblets
August 22nd, 2007 · 7 Comments
My kids have joined forces in chipping away at any glimmer of hope I may have that my new exercise and healthy eating program is having any effect. Aside from what The Boy said the other day, The Girl has added her own little knife jab in my (apparently, still flabby) side. While rummaging […]
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For Every Action There is an Equal and Opposite Reaction
August 19th, 2007 · 10 Comments
Last week The Boy did this. Today he walked up behind me, poked at my upper arm, and declared in a tone that oddly conveyed both awe and nonchalance, “Your arm is fat.” Remind me why we teach kids to talk again.
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