Woulda Coulda Shoulda

I do believe in fairies, I do

Mir — Tue, 07 Feb 2012 14:00:55 +0000

The first thing I need to do is offer up a great big group hug to all of you ravishingly pretty people who commented and emailed and kept my little family in your thoughts when I so rudely up and announced I needed to go silent for a while. I’m not sure what I thought [...]

So. Um. Yeah.

Mir — Thu, 26 Jan 2012 13:34:25 +0000

I can’t remember where I got it from… a long ago friend started it, I think… but there used to be a group of us who would follow any awkward silence or unprecedented/weird turn of conversation with, “Hey, did you catch that game? You know… the one… they play with… that ball?” None of us [...]

So a few of you have asked…

Mir — Tue, 24 Jan 2012 17:36:15 +0000

… how The Vagina Monologues is going. It’s going! I am rusty, much rustier than I expected. I mean, sure, getting up on stage is just like riding a bike in that I guess you kind of have this kinesthetic memory that doesn’t forget how it all works, but on the other hand, I’m guessing [...]

It’s not contagious

Mir — Mon, 23 Jan 2012 14:57:10 +0000

We had a pretty uneventful weekend, here. We watched football (go Patriots!). We grumbled about the weather. I swore I was going to do laundry and go grocery shopping and then I did lots of laundry but neglected to go grocery shopping, which meant that this morning I packed everyone a delicious lunch of various [...]

Lost dogs and four-pawed messages

Mir — Thu, 19 Jan 2012 14:50:16 +0000

I may have mentioned before that sometimes there’s a dog at Hippie School; the director was bringing her almost every day, for a while. This dog and Monkey immediately became the best of friends, because Monkey loves animals and Star is a saintly paragon of patience when it comes to children flinging themselves all over [...]

Picture me holding a lighter in solidarity

Mir — Wed, 18 Jan 2012 14:16:20 +0000

Hey, guess what. I like the Internet. I like freedom of speech. I do not like SOPA or PIPA. Rather than blacking out my site or lecturing you, allow me to refer you to The Oatmeal’s excellent explanation of why this matters. Enjoy.

Kids today, man

Mir — Tue, 17 Jan 2012 15:37:25 +0000

In the midst of angst and hand-wringing, I sometimes find it helpful to remember that my kids have survived worse. Even more comforting, in a bizarro sort of way, is remembering that I survived MUCH worse, and what’s more, back then—in the Stone Age, you know—no one even though it was much of a big [...]

Another monkey wrench (Monkey wrench?)

Mir — Mon, 16 Jan 2012 13:14:36 +0000

First: A health update! Thank you so much to everyone who had such kind words and thoughts for my sweet mother-in-law; once again, she fooled us all. She’s out of the ICU and doing much better. This is good news because we love her, but excellent news because I don’t think Otto could’ve taken it [...]

2013, man. Twenty. Thirteen.

Mir — Thu, 12 Jan 2012 13:57:05 +0000

In 2010, Monkey had a seizure, and I spent about three weeks completely convinced that he had a brain tumor. Otto and I lay in bed at night, holding hands, talking quietly about the “what if”s and sometimes about nothing very important, just because neither of us could sleep and it was comforting to whisper [...]

Yep, it’s another menstruation-themed post

Mir — Tue, 10 Jan 2012 18:08:41 +0000

But at least today I’m not putting it here. It’s actually over at Off Our Chests, because writing about our little saga this weekend got me thinking about various tampon-related issues from my youth. Or, rather, the youth of those who honestly had no clue what was going on when they finally came of age. [...]