Big J is in the middle of a fascinating growth spurt. Yesterday for dinner, he ate: a plate of roast beef and vegetables, a plate of leftover enchiladas, two apples (seriously), another plate of enchiladas, and two granola bars. He then left to go to hockey, and came back home and ate another plate of… Continue reading my middle
An update of the utmost quickness: I was laid flat last week with the worst of stomach bugs. We’ve been lucky the past couple years to have escaped some of the nastier ones, but this year…ouch. Big J and I had it in the worst way. I’ll spare your the gory, but I’m still a… Continue reading shoes
It’s hard to write anything, even a blog post, when you’re barfing your guts out. I’m just sayin’.
November is a bad month to have to travel. A quick jaunt to Virginia this past weekend put me waaaay back. With NaBloPoMo, my friggin’ bloglines account is jammed to the hilt, and I know if I hit the “mark all read” I’m missing some great shoe and Cookie shots from Fussy. My students are… Continue reading i’m not on strike
I’ve been tagged. I feel like 7 “facts” will be hard for me to come up with. I could see this reduced to metrics, as in, “I wear a size 7.5 shoe.” But then I’d have the endless caveats: except running shoes, when I have to buy a full size up, and when I wear… Continue reading I’m it
Things I should post about: Little J’s birthday post. It’s already about 4 days late, as he is a Hallowe’en baby. I had the narrative set up: the way, four years ago today, I canceled classes by email; the trip to Taco Bell on the way to the hospital as I knew they’d deny me… Continue reading fragments