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They drive me crazy 2007-05-15 19:52:00 Two is not always better than one. But it's hard to stay mad at those faces. Read more:drive
Killing two bloggers with one stone 2007-05-14 17:30:00 Like that would ever happen. I played first base so, consequently, I have no arm. I couldn't hit the broad side of a blogger if I tried.
Not that the bloggers
I met this weekend had a broad side. I didn't notice any broad sides. I was too busy trying to talk myself out of saying really inappropriate things like, "Wow, you're hair is really shiny in person. Can I touch it? How about if I Read more:Killing
Like a PowerPoint presentation but funner 2007-05-18 02:20:00 Ooh, bullet points! Where's the tepid coffee and stale bagels?
Shit, just some prune danish left. Anyway, let's begin. Could someone hit the lights?
All that talk the other day about a New England mama blogger meet up? Sounds like an interesting idea to me. (Ahem, clicky clicky the linky linky)
How about another link? Hey! Look over here! Bring your feather dusters and Pledge because I Read more:PowerPoint
, presentation
And this little puppy went wee wee wee... every time you're not home 2007-05-22 19:28:00 Your dog is not out to get you.I know, it's hard to believe but it's true. Your dog is not plotting his revenge for when you leave the house. He's not lying in wait, head on paws, taking an internal inventory of your favorite dress shoes all the while picking his favorite to chew to shreds if you dare as so much walk out the front door. [Read more...] Read more:little
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Playing favorites 2007-05-21 11:57:00 Over the past five years I've spent working with dogs and their owners I've realized that there are just going to be those students that I favor over others. Any educator will tell you that it's a slippery slope to pick favorites
but my educating experience is a bit different from other traditional teachers and professors in that my students are almost always under the age of five, they have
So this toddler walks into a bar and says gahblaslkjdlkjelj! 2007-05-25 10:15:00 In my mid-20s, while taking a break from the media business, I was bartending at a local country club, pulling in a (very) modest wage from the twenty-five cent tips so graciously left for me by the elderly golfers and faring better monetarily during the weekend wedding gigs and holiday parties. It wasn't going to make me rich but it was a good job and I enjoyed my time working there.
One Read more:toddler
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Down with Raffi! 2007-05-23 09:44:00 If I have to listen to one more Raffi song, or have to sing "Baby Beluga" one more freaking time I'm going to commit Raffi-cide.
Chicky has decided that nothing, and I mean NOTHING (Capitalized for emphasis. Not over emphasis mind you, because, yeah, I'm Raffi's bitch), should come out of my iPod other than Raffi. Raffi in the morning, Raffi in the evening, Raffi in the Goddamn afternoon.
Go, Speed Racer 2007-05-31 08:00:00 I got pulled over by a police officer the other day for speeding. It's been forever since I last got pulled over by a cop because since becoming a mother I've gotten pokey in my driving. It's not like I have anywhere especially important to get to in a hurry. Play group? Pssh. If I'm late that's just a few minutes less I have to pretend to care about where little Timmy's mom got those Read more:Speed
, Racer
, Speed Racer
The best defense is a good offense 2007-05-29 07:39:00 Floors vacuumed - check
Kitchen clean - check
Horizontal surfaces dusted - check
Bathroom sparkling - Uh, not yet, but it will be (Right after I finish writing this. A girl's gotta have her priorities)
Clothes picked up off the floor - see above
Child sufficiently napped and in appropriate clothing - She will be, dammit, if I have any say in the matter (which I don't always have, but today I'm
My dog ate my homework... and my shoes, and my couch, and my landscaping, and my... 2007-06-02 11:38:00 I could go on forever about all the reasons your dog might dig or chew but the bottom line is this: They're dogs. They dig. They chew. Sorry, but it's part of their inherent dogness. But those behaviors don't fit in with our lifestyles so we need to learn how to correct them. Or better yet, stop them before they begin. [Read More...] Read more:shoes
May ROFL awards 2007-06-01 19:40:00 I don't know what it was about May but I am in serious need for some funny and I hope you are too.
My nomination for a May ROFL Award needs to be read to be appreciated, because if I told you that the post was about a conversation between a Jug 'O Pee and a container of orange juice you'd probably want to check my medicine cabinet for opiates.
I'm nominating The New Girl's latest post What You
Let's get ready to RUMBLE 2007-06-05 19:56:00 During my junior year in high school my best friend J. and I were entrenched in the fight of our lives. A war, if you will, of epic proportions. A race against time and convention. A battle against good and evil. A battle royale the likes of that has never been seen inside the rounded - yes, rounded - walls of our institution of learning:
J. and I versus our friends Chris and Peter (not Read more:ready
Obsess much? 2007-06-04 12:38:00 I recently spoke with Early Intervention to schedule that appointment for Chicky's I-don't-know-if-she's-speech-delayed, but-she-could-be-oh-my-scrod-she-could-be, but-she-might-not-be-and-I'll-look-like-a-schmuck, but-what-the-hell-it's-covered-by-insurance appointment. Did you know they send a team to your house evaluate your kid? A team?? As in more than one?? So it's not just one person
Sure, now she learns how to speak 2007-06-09 14:16:00 On Wednesday Mr. C and I took Chicky with us to a local liquor store. As we walked through the automatic door Chicky took one look at the impressive display of booze in front of her, drew in her breath and said,
"Oooh, Mommy's wine! Mommy's wine!!"
I don't know whether to be scared, embarrassed or proud.
And yes, that was a two word sentence she made. I don't think I'll share this story Read more:speak
Paging Dr. Freud. Dr. Jung? Dr. Doug Ross?? 2007-06-06 21:50:00 I found out today that my ex-husband is divorcing his second wife. Or she's divorcing him. Either way in the game of marriage he'll be a two-time loser and I don't know what to think about that. I'm conflicted.
On the one hand I don't wish him any ill will as he is, and always has been, a really good guy. Mister Excitement? No. Mister Always-Has-The-Right-Thing-To-Say? Uh uh. But Mister Read more:Paging
, Freud
Responsible dog owners make good neighbors (a good fence doesn't hurt either) 2007-06-13 13:19:00 Neighbor problems are not my favorite thing to tackle, on my blog or in my life offline, but tackle them we must. Julie has a neighbor problem of the worst sort - a neighbor who won't, either
by choice or incompetence, control her dog. The dog suffers, the neighborhood residents suffer, and, most importantly to me, the neighborhood kids could be in danger. [Read More...] Read more:Responsible
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Let's get nekkid 2007-06-12 12:02:00 Chicky has a new habit. She likes to get naked ("I nekkid!").
It started soon after this incident so I think the natural toddler curiosity about her body phase coincided nicely with seeing me sleeping in the buff.
She likes to pull her pants down - which is easy to do now that it's shorts weather - and run around trying to choke herself with her own shirt by trying to get it off by herself,
More than me(me) 2007-06-11 11:20:00 (I will warn you now - this post is long. Sorry but it's about my feeeelings and I tend to ramble when it comes to my feeeelings.
If you've already read this post then you know that that last sentence is totally laughable.
If you haven't you'll just have to read to find out why.)
I've been composing this post in my mind for days, mentally writing and then discarding each draft. Not one
Maybe I should just have those initials tattooed to my forehead 2007-06-16 08:14:00 The Early Intervention people came yesterday.
Not only is Chicky fine and developing at a normal rate but she assessed higher than her age on all the tests, especially on the Receptive Language test where she was assessed at 35 months. Thirty five months. And that's because 35 months is as high as the test goes.
(Which is really nice to know because now when I wonder if Chicky is listening to Read more:Maybe
More Kate than Audrey 2007-06-19 11:43:00 I haven't worn skirts with any regularity since it was fashionable to pair baby doll dresses and combat boots. I may have been a skirt wearer before but it's not who I am now. My husband is not pleased, he likes me in skirts, but I just don't feel comfortable in them. It's as if I'm wearing someone else's skin.
I am a child of the 70's so skirts - mainly denim jumpers with patchwork flowers Read more:Audrey
Shame? Me? No. 2007-06-22 13:04:00 Hey, it's my dog Lana's sixth birthday today. Why should you care?
Uh...
......
Uh...
Yeah, I've got nothing.
C'mon, what have you got to do that's more important than wishing my dog a happy birthday? Raising kids? A job? Blinking?
While you're over there wishing my dog a happy birthday (hint, hint. What? I don't care if she can't read.) make sure you leave me some of your
A bargain hunter's dream 2007-06-21 13:09:00 When life was simpler (read: before having a child) I used to love to dig through piles of castoff items at yard sales, state fairs, "antique" stores and the like. I spent my summer vacations in Maine, going from one small store to the next, searching for that something special to add to my already growing collection of antique cameras, candlesticks and Fiestaware. I was on a mission. I was
A waste of life 2007-06-20 11:19:00 A few weeks ago a horrible act occurred in my hometown. It not only happened in the town I grew up in, the place that helped define who I am today, but it happened steps away from my grandmother's home.
A woman, whose face I recognized from the hallways of my high school, allegedly killed her two year old daughter. The girl was found in her mother's apartment with multiple bruises to the face, Read more:waste
The waiting is the hardest part. I hope. 2007-06-26 12:21:00 When it rains it pours. Big, heavy, buckets of unfortunate occurrences.
My cat is still missing. Who knew a damn cat could drive an otherwise rational person to distraction?
There's some big doings going on at the Chicky compound that I need to prepare for and Mr. C is pretty much unavailable to help due to work commitments. So the next couple of weeks are going to be a bit stressful.
And
Oh where oh where has my little cat gone? Oh where oh where could he be? 2007-06-24 18:44:00 I've lost my cat.
No, not Nina the Wonder Lump, aka Jabba the Cat. No, Dizzy, the yellow cat, aka The Pisser.
I give new meaning to the term "wet spot".
I haven't actually lost him. It's not like I put him down somewhere and forgot where I left him. He walked out the front door yesterday afternoon and I haven't seen him since. I'm worried, really worried. I miss him, the little
shit. I
I think it's perfectly reasonable to leave a burning bag of dog shit on his front steps. 2007-06-30 13:16:00 I'm so angry I could chew nails. The real ones, not the ones on my fingers.
Yes, this happened years ago but do we really want a man who has such a complete disregard for life that he think
s it's perfectly fine to strap a dog to the roof of his car to be the next President of the United States? Read more:steps
The number of the beast is not 666 but (ortho novum) 777 2007-06-28 19:07:00 I don't know what's going on with my body but every time I start a new round of birth control pills for a good seven days I feel like throwing myself in front of a bus. Okay, I kid. Not a bus. A Prius or a Mini Cooper would do the trick.
(Mood swing, thy name is Chicky. Mrs. Chicky. And I like my anti-depressants shaken not stirred.)
(No, not really. I don't take anti-depressants. Maybe
Um... Uh... Er... Yeah 2007-06-27 19:24:00 From the bottom of my cold, dead heart and all the way down to the ends of my freakishly long toes I want to thank you all for your thoughts and prayers for my Gram. I wish that I could say that they all kick started a miracle, I really do, but they didn't.
Instead of being sent to that hospital 45 minutes away from her home Gram was, instead, sent to Mass General in Boston. Not an easy drive
Burn Baby Burn... 2007-07-04 10:48:00 When the wonderful, albeit slightly hairy, Mrs. Chicky asked me to blogsit for her, I knew I had to jump at the opportunity. After all, it's kinda like being left alone in some one else's house, with no one watching you. You can look in the medicine cabinet, raid the liquor, and peek in the underwear drawer and they'd never be the wiser. Who could resist an offer like that?
I've got to tell you
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