(I’d like to thank the person on FB who posted this to myFB group. Best. Picture. Ever!) Okay– it’s not really anything to blog about, but it is exciting. This year, I decided on three projects to knit (hey– knitting is in the title there somewhere). Project A: A family of socks for Mary-my-Mary Project… Read More

My younger children are… Not popular. Not only are they not popular, but nowhere in their genetic makeup are the seeds of being popular. Squish doesn’t know how to play mean girls, and she had no desire for makeup– as she’ll tell you to your face, she is only nine years old.  She would, however,… Read More

So, Squish’s coach is a fit guy, as energetic as a psychotic squirrel, with a tendency to chatter at the kids without actually thinking about what he’s saying. He’s sort of adorable– the soccer moms have enjoyed giving him a ration of shit. Example? Tonight, they were practicing on the tennis court, under the lights,… Read More

So– We’ve survived the dreaded October, and it’s nothing but holidays from here on out.  I’m so excited! And this month’s *Kermit Flail* is really something special– in a lot of ways.   I know all of the authors featured this month– and have even flailed one or two, but everybody is here in a… Read More

So, today was mostly an underwear day– but I did make exceptions. See, a friend of my parents was talking this weekend about how Shih Tzus were dogs of routine–terrible, terrible routine, and I totally believed him–and this morning they totally demonstrated why. I got dressed and showered and Mate was still in bed.  The… Read More

 It doesn’t matter how i try to photograph it, I’ll just never never get across how totally cool the whole thing is. My parents go to this RV park not far from Sacramento– as in, an hour’s ride, max.  During most of the year, it’s an RV park in the middle of a cow field…. Read More