Okay, one of my clear memories of childhood goes like this: My grandparents used to take their kids to Lake Shasta all the time to go water skiing and camping–one year, my mom and I went with them. My mom’s younger sisters and brother were still living at home, then, and the lot of us… Read More

* Supernatural rocked tonight. Just saying. Poor Dean…. be still my beating heart. * I took a crappy two hour nap on the chair this afternoon. The kids are getting WAY too big to sit on me when i do this. Too many elbows and knees for anybody’s comfort. * I’m almost done with the… Read More

Okay– I gave this little chat to my classes today. It involved a copy of this book, which I held up and showed them, and then I gave the following talk: “I haven’t quilted in a while–it’s tough to do with the four kids, and you need to keep your house clean, and usually, by… Read More

Okay– so I whined a bit about being in a piss-bitchy mood yesterday and then went back to write. I woke up this morning, and it hit me like a big scaly monster with wings: I’ve been riding the goddamned dragon. No WONDER I’m sleep deprived. No WONDER I’m punky. I’m writing–my brain is in… Read More

Okay–took Chicken in to the doctors to get a skin tag removed–the tank on the Liquid Nitrogen tank leaked, and she ended up with a three by two burn blister on her neck. The doctor was hella embarrassed, but I kept asking Chicken, “Why didn’t you SAY anything?” “I don’t know. It just felt a… Read More

Okay– first of all, I took the kids to the doctor’s today, just to make sure they were all growing fine. They were, although the doctor told me delicately that Squish couldn’t get much squishier or that would be a wee bit dangerous, and I said, “Fine, no more cookies!” and Squish said, “But I… Read More

* Okay, the other night, I was wearing one of my Little Goddess promotional T-shirts, and we learned how well Zoomboy can read. “Ba-ack… back oooffff. Th…the man go-ds arrrrrrrrrrre miiiinnne. Cause there’s an e on the end, right? So your T-shirt says, Back Off. The man-gods are mine! Is that right mom? I read… Read More

(Okay– Ikkinlala–get hold of me at amylane AT greenshill DOT com. I’ve tried twice and my e-mails to you keep getting thrown back!) Okay, it all started as the kids were getting ready for gymnastics this morning. Suddenly, according to the kids, I didn’t have four kids, I had two kids and two frogs. “I’m… Read More

OKay–before I start this actual post, I need to tell you all that my computer keyboard is dying. You need to know this because I’ve got blogging to a certain rhythm–I post my entry, and then I go check out everyone else’s blog and make comments. The thing is, by the time I get my… Read More

Okay, even as I type, Mate is coming up with a fool proof way of choosing one winner for each prize. If it were up to me, I’d be doing eeny-meeny-miney-moe, but I’m hearing the high tech sound of scissors and a hat, so I think he’s going with that. In the meantime, everyone wanted… Read More