I am really sick of my dogs right now. As bad luck would have it, Asbjørn is one of those “rare exception” male dogs who can still “do the deed” after being neutered. Making matters worse, in this country it’s nigh-on impossible to have a female dog spayed (the surgery costs roughly $800 American —… Read More In the doghouse
In with our usual Sunday-afternoon ads, we got a new “magazine,” Vardag & Fest. Because I’m a sucker for magazines–even a fifty-page advertisement booklet in magazine’s clothing–I read it cover to cover. Most of the stuff I either already buy or wouldn’t consider buying, but three new items caught my eye. First, Vegetarian Tacomix, by… Read More Vi fick hem nåt gott i brevlådan idag.*
It’s been a couple of days since I posted an entry, but seriously, I’ve got nothing. I do have a little anecdote that’s a bit funny, but I think it loses quite a bit in the telling. I’ll lay it on you anyway. Today Lydia’s school had an open house, meaning that all the kids… Read More Saturday
The acquisition of the scanner has brought to life a barely-dormant nostalgia within me, and I’ve spent a good bit of the past several days poring over my old photos, scanning them, and transferring them over to our server. I expect that there will be at least a couple of “ah, those were the days”… Read More The way I was — the Teenage Years
If things don’t look up soon in the geranium department, I’m going to start thinking that my green thumb is turning brown. I’ve lost at least ten plants in the last two or three weeks, one to what I’m pretty sure was bacterial leaf blight (I’m so hoping that it didn’t spread), and the others… Read More A bit of disgruntlement
I’m a few days late, but I just realized that I forgot to post that the new issue of Mosaic Minds came out on Friday. Our theme this time is “Fears and Phobias” and we’ve got lots of great articles, as usual. Be forewarned: There’s a creepy clown header, so avert your eyes from the… Read More Housekeeping
When Lydia came home from her school’s dress-up day on Friday, she told me that her friend Ingrid had dressed up as Anastasia. “Really?” I asked, thinking that was a sophisticated costume choice for a second-grader. “You know who she is?” “Of course,” I replied, wondering further about what an Anastasia costume might look like.… Read More Not such a cool mom after all.
Yes, you would.
I haven’t much of interest to write tonight, so I’ll leave you with a picture of the resident vampiress on her way to school this morning:
As a treat for Lydia, who got up mostly cheerfully for her dad this morning and let me sleep in until 10:30, I made maple bars this afternoon. Midway into the first bite I was thinking, “Dang, why didn’t I make a double batch?” You never remember just how scrumdiddlyumptious maple bars are until it’s… Read More Thursday