A friend, a tragedy, and a scholarship program

on March 30, 2008

I did not know my highly esteemed Lady in Red well when her brother, Raymond, passed away from unknown causes. I did get to hear her talk about him one giddy, childless night after a school function over snacks, when we tried to cram a year’s worth of socializing in one and a half stolen… Read More

I’m going to fall asleep in front of the television…

on March 29, 2008

9:30-10:30 a.m. Gymnastics w/the Cave Troll. Next week, Ladybug joins the class–she’ll be two! 11:45-1:30 p.m. Chicken’s first indoor soccer game. It was a tie. The Cave Troll still refuses to believe it’s over. He’ll erupt in panic every ten minutes or so and scream, “It’s not over, it’s not over!” We agree with him,… Read More

Blogger is a cheeze-eating bitch-slapping arse-wanking git.

on March 28, 2008

*WHEW* If you’re wondering what’s got my dander up about our be (HA) loved muse vehicle, it’s that the @#$@#%^&%$ piece of @#$ won’t let me COMMENT ON ANYBODY’S BLOG!!! Or, I should say, on SOME of your blogs. It’s so frustrating…I’ll read someone’s blog, and have something…well, not brilliant–not this week, anyway–but at least,… Read More

The kids, at least, had fun today…

on March 25, 2008

It started with the plumber, here to fix the chronic sink back-up that started on Sunday (yes, the Sunday w/Easter eggs and company!) and the kids LOVED IT. A 60 foot vibrating sink snake, plugging into a port in the side of the house that they had heretofore ignored, was high adventure for Cave Troll… Read More

A little slice of cuteness.

on March 24, 2008

So I was singing to the short people tonight, and they were kicked back in the bed (they share a twin bed because, well, they want to!) and drinking their bottles, and in the middle of my song the following conversation took place–mind you, it sounded like a conversation between Lilo and Stitch, because Ladybug,… Read More

The Two Faces of Easter

on March 23, 2008

YOu’ve got the before, when everyone is in their nice new clothes, hunting eggs in the sunshine. And the after, when the baby is bare-assed naked, watching her favorite cartoon. In between you had mum cooking (eh–it was only good because we eat out so much it was a shock to the system!), company, some… Read More

I Compromised

on March 21, 2008

This is Torrant–wearing Ellyot Moon’s name, seen through Eljean’s eyes. Thanks for the input, everybody–it made choosing this passage very easy:-) ELJEAN Eljean was bored. He sat on the stone steps outside the regent’s apartment in the chill of the morning, closed his cat-green eyes and tilted his face up towards the late summer sun…. Read More

on March 20, 2008

Hey had to put these pics on they’re sssssssssssssoooooooooooooo cute aren’t they awsome love,chicken.

Vacation shall begin.

on March 20, 2008

I am so brain-dead, the brain-sucker the children planted on my scalp when the first one was born has just flopped off my scalp and onto the table. It’s currently twitching in postmortem little splangs across the table, and I’m just waiting for it to completely stop moving so I can feed it to the… Read More

It’s That Time of Year Again…

on March 18, 2008

The time when all the students wants points for just showing up. I’d be willing to give it to them, if they’d do me the same favor, but as it is, they’d take the credit, smoke it, and then I’d get fired for passing out impossible drugs. I had one of those bizarre ‘I’m as… Read More