I was going to blog but the Cave Troll just answered the door to trick-r-treaters wearing nothing but a flesh-colored weiner. His. Happy Halloween!

So we’ve had to hide the deodorant because Ladybug has been eating it, and, silly me, I forgot to put the Secret in the top cupboard the other night. The Cave Troll had been up and around after he’d been put to bed, and I finally just laid him down, threatened spankings and got really… Read More

My weekend was long and exhausting–Chicken had a soccer tourney and the short people were sick and, all in all, the best part of it was a couch nap with the Cave Troll and Ladybug on my lap. Ladybug was still awake–she kept leaning into me so I’d kiss her neck, and then she’d relax… Read More

Damn… sure is! First of all, I got my manuscript back from it’s odyssey–and it came with perks!!! Thanks five billion times twelve to Roxie and Needletart…they not only did a fantastic job editing, but they also send me slinkies and chocolate and sachets and soap (Bonnie!) and yarn and nifty cards (Roxie!) and I… Read More

I went into the lunch room today, and all of the prickweenie men were whining because it didn’t matter how many kids they referred, their classes were just as horrible and the kids didn’t seem to be responding to their discipline procedures. It should have made me totally happy and gloaty because: A. It’s not… Read More

Okay, I had to get that other post off the air…it was just too negative to leave up another day. Lots has happened in the career front since Friday, and I don’t want to blog about any of it…suffice it to say that I hate politics, prickweenies, and men with no sense of humor about… Read More

Oh great and ignorant prickweenie, I understand now why you are angry with me. I shall publicly list my transgressions here, for public censure, as an explanation as to why I was informed this afternoon that you are GUNNING FOR MY JOB. * I don’t enforce tardies. I shall be honest here. Tardies are always… Read More

First of all–Hi Rae!!! Glad to see you!!! Second–Julie’s got the COOLEST meme over at Samurai, and I’m getting in on the action for my next post… Third–this is gonna blow your mind. Have you ever had one of those wet-kitten-hanging-on-a-branch-over-a-fucking-waterfall days? My morning was like that. First of all, my work keys seem to… Read More

(And it’s long gone buddy, long gone buddy good bye…) I’m so red-eyed tired right now I can’t even remember the lyrics of that song–and, like Aimee Mann is the reason I’m Amy Lane! But that’s another story. See, the thing is, the engine light on the Lane-family crap-mobile went on, and I had Mate… Read More

You see what that is, right? The second Chicken Toes sock, attached to what used to be a skein of my least favorite On-line color ever. It is now yarn barf. I find the irony of spending this much time looking at a color I don’t like (I chose it in case I didn’t like… Read More