When you ask your two-year-old what he’s doing there at the keyboard and he answers, “E-mail.”

I’ve been reading so-called “infertility blogs” lately. I’ll grant that’s a bit on the odd side, given my super-fertile status, and I’m not altogether sure myself how to explain it. It all started with Chez Miscarriage. I had been noticing it for months on the blogrolls of other blogs I read, but I had never… Read More Wednesday

I had a strange dream the other night. Actually, as far as dreams go it was pretty ordinary, and I realized only when I woke up and thought a little about it that it was strange. It started out as a standard “oh-my-god-we-have-a-chemistry-test-and-I-haven’t-studied” high school dream. I have those dreams relatively frequently, and it’s always,… Read More Subconscious

It pains me to admit it, but my husband is a much better microwave-popcorn-popper than I am. I pride myself on my cooking skills and generally take it as a personal affront whenever he tries to horn in on whatever I’m doing (he tried to flip my french toast the other day — can you… Read More Jolly Time!

Last night we watched an installment of The Inspector Lynley Mysteries, the BBC series based on Elizabeth George’s detective novels. I’m a fan of the books, and I ordinarily enjoy the television program, but last night’s show, If Wishes Were Horses, annoyed me no end. All was going along swimmingly until it was revealed that… Read More A not-so-short rant

As I frequently do, I got a craving this afternoon for salted pretzels so I put them on the grocery list I sent with Olof when he went to the store. He came home pretzel-less, explaining that the store had been out of them. Just now, a couple of hours later, I looked up at… Read More For want of a pretzel

I just read on CNN.com that Andrea Yates’s conviction was overturned and that she’ll be tried again. We can only hope for that poor woman to get a fair trial with a more compassionate verdict next time around.

Yesterday afternoon I got a sudden hankering for sweet rolls and decided to whip up a batch. At first I was going to go with the old stand-by, Swedish kanelbullar, but I started thinking that I can have those anytime and that I was more in the mood for American-style sweet rolls. I briefly contemplated… Read More Lime Sublime

Much to my own surprise, I’ve been giving a lot of thought lately to the idea of having this baby at home. I’ve always considered homebirths unncessarily risky, but after having known a number of people who had positive homebirth experiences, I’m slowly but surely changing my mind. I’m not even sure, actually, if a… Read More Home vs. Hospital

I gave Lydia permission to have her friend Ida spend the night tonight on the condition that she clean up her notoriously messy bedroom. I gave her a little kickstart this morning by gathering up all of her dirty laundry and clearing away a few other things, then left her to it. An hour or… Read More Clean-up Time