Ladies and gentlemen, time for a special announcement: Sophie’s made the fridge again. I just put a math worksheet from this week in a place of honor, right at the top. It doesn’t appear to be much, at first glance, just some train cars with numbers on them. The last in each sequence of three […]
I was in Portland last week for a sad occasion, although I’d like to think the subject of that sad occasion — a big fan of the place himself — would have been happy to know I thoroughly enjoyed my stay in his town. Joel Weinstein hadn’t lived in Portland for many, many years. One of […]
I can’t listen to NPR anymore. It’s too damn depressing, right down to the story about that kid on the no-cussing crusade. (Don’t get me started.) The house is a disaster inside, painters are attacking the outside, something smells in the kitchen AND the laundry room. We are so not ready for a puppy. The […]
You know, for years (14 next month, that’s her birthday) Ray and I have half-joked that we’re going to clone our springer/retriever mix, Rosy. Rosy is the best dog in the entire world, and if you think I beat myself up over my Bad Mom status, you should hear the inner dialogue over what a crappy […]
I wanted a black standard poodle, a girl, and I wanted to name her Ruby. But the puppy isn’t for me, not this puppy anyway. So when I spotted an ad for lab/Australian Shepherd mix puppies — best of all, from a rescue group — I knew we were adopting today. Ray and Annabelle are madly in […]
(NOTE: Apologies for the unexplained absence! I was in Portland, Oregon, soaking up the cold air and the cool vibe. Posts to come on related subjects, including a highlight: meeting the artist who drew the girl in the party hat.) Hot on the trail of the perfect puppy, today our path led us to PetsMart, […]
Just a few more words about the marathon, really. I’m sure it can’t be nearly as fascinating to anyone else. Except maybe my “teammates”. Yes, we had a team. We called ourselves Team X — well, not really, but I’m not revealing Ms. X’s real name in this blog. So for these purposes, we’ll be […]
I did it. We finished before we were swept up by the cops. I may never walk again….
I have wrapped my feet in moleskin and Vaseline and carefully put on just the right foot covering. It would be a lot more exciting if I was about to take the stage and dance with the Baryshnikov, but instead, I’ll be standing in a parking lot for several hours, then literally in a corral, […]
I could tell immediately, from Ms. X’s voice. “I’m calling about Sophie’s day,” she said. Rut ro. Bad enough that Sophie threw sand on a first grader at recess and called him a “Poo Poo Head”. But what happened after school was much, much worse. The worst. The end of the day was crazy, as […]
