Fuck Your Paper Towels
I wrote a guest post for Who Wants To Know? titled “Greening Your Kitchen” in September 2010. I meant to cross post it here and I have not a fucking clue what happened. I was almost a month pregnant with Coop, so maybe he sucked my good intentions right the fuck out of my head. [...]
Brave Birthday Party
Adam has a friend. This friend has a wife. She does these things that are amazing. I have two children in my home right now, and some days I think I’ve done a damn good job because everyone is fed and bathed and no one is crying (including myself) when Adam gets home from work. [...]
Three Little Boys in Tuxedos
When Chicken was about to turn one year old we were living in Virginia and his father was out to sea for six months. I flew home to San Diego for the month of October, and my mother threw an extravagant birthday party for Chicken. My mother really likes to throw parties. I generally find [...]
New Old Blog
Longtime readers may recall my blog used to live at a blogger address. I recently got an email telling me to do something with all the content still sitting over there stagnating and completely private. Tonight I deleted all the content (it has been migrated over here for a long time) and started a new [...]
Ten Pounds
During one of Egg’s doctor visits to check his poor ears we had an appointment with a new person. I’m going to call her Geraldine. We’ve been going to this office for about a year, and really like the two PA’s we had previously met. They have been on board with delayed vaccinations, Coop’s home [...]
How To (Not) Take A Decent Picture
I really enjoy taking pictures. Whenever there is an occasion (like Easter) to look nice I try to make myself presentable. I prefer to be photographed looking less like a harried mother who has not slept through the night on a regular basis since 2008. So I put on makeup, ask Chicken to straighten my [...]
Draw Something Else
My sense of humor could best be described as sophomoric, ridiculous, and full of penis. I frequently make up stories, talk for animals, and call people by made up names. I call Chicken’s home hospital teacher from last semester Mr. Twinkletoes. I have no reason to call him anything but Mr. + his last name, [...]
Of Dresses And Strangers
I wrote a while back about Egg and his love of mary janes, dresses, and pink things in general. I was annoyed that he could run around in all boy clothes but people would determine if he was a boy or girl simply based on his shoes. I also have been annoyed when a few [...]
And Then: More Corn
Tonight in the car I wondered if a person could actually be depressed from being sick for an extended period of time. And then I laughed and laughed and laughed. And then chuckled some more. Hello, my name is Sam and I have had a chronic illness (fibromyalgia) since 1999. However, I don’t feel like [...]
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