I am truly fortunate in that I have a job that I love. I don't know many people who can say the same. Hell, most of the country is psyched to have a job at all. But I've been lucky. Though I've changed jobs several times since I graduated from college, I've always enjoyed my ...
I broke my ankle. On vacation. In Costa Rica. Sigh. Ok. I'm making it sound a lot worse than it is. It's sprained pretty badly and fractured just a little bit. Thankfully, I got an awesome airboot for my troubles. (Now I know what astronauts feel ...
Crap mornings shoot my day. I wish my kids would just fucking do what I ask them to do the first time I ask them to do it. I swear, that alone would procure a lifetime's supply rainbows and butterflies. But after I've repeated the words "brush your teeth" 15 times, I'm bound to lose ...
Let's just get a couple of things straight right now. 1. Wake up time is 7am. Not 5:55. Not 6:15. Not 6:38. 7. 7 goddammit. Before 7? There will be no banging on shit or yelling or stampeding up and down the stairs like a herd of rhinoceri. Before 7? My time. After 7? I've had my coffee ...
Him: Mommy, why do people smoke? (Damn you, too-cool-for-school hipster Williamsburg transplants. Must you move to Park Slope? Must you walk our way? I'm just trying to get my kids to school here...) Me: Because they are addicted to a chemical called nicotine. You know how sometimes you feel like you really need ice cream? (Ice cream has ...
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