I’ve had opportunities to get to know several of you a lot better lately, and I’m loving it. …Meridith has been, by request, making me aware of differences in dialect and habits between me and Australia. …EleanorJane, my resident differentialist between New Zealand and I, just moved to England and, therefore, has a whole new […]
Ford Flex, the Mommybloggermobile.
It took Obsession. Overanalysis. Focus. Dedication. And… – 635 days from the time I first blogged about it. – 50 days from the time we decided to buy to actually find one that met all of our criteria and price point. – 177 miles driven to purchase it. But I finally have one of my […]
The Artistic Train Wreck.
My Dad is an artist. Well, he’s kinda everything. He’s an artist, writer, antique car restorer, race car builder, car mechanic, race-around-the-world navigator, ex-cop, chicken coop designer, beekeeper, home builder, Le Mans Series Race Tech Inspector, woodworker, ADA Surveyor Consultant, and inventor. (What he is not, for the record, is an Excel Pro. At least […]
In Which We Had a Jack Bauer-Like Adventure.
Originally Published February 26, 2009. My husband is a structural steel detailer (which means he makes 3D models of structural steel and blueprints and stuff like that), and sometimes he gets to work on pretty cool jobs. He loves checking out his work after construction. He is always especially proud of things that were very […]
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Chris here, guest blogging. I suppose at this point I should take the title “Contributing Editor” or something significant like that. Anyway, my blog post. I definitely had icicles in my moustache at one point. And I may or may not currently have diaper rash from excessive sweatage. But I’m glad I did it. It […]
On A Completely Unrelated Note.
A week after the Escapee Mailbox incident, I heard the sound again. clank-a-roll-a-clank-a-roll-clank-a-roll Oddly enough, I actually didn’t recognize it at first. I peered out of my blinds, and then remembered as I watched our postlady chase our mailbox down the street yet again. But this time, she slammed it back into place with a […]
Make it Work.
I have a confession to make: I’m afraid of print journalists. Journalactophobic, perhaps? (Kinda sounds like I’m afraid of lactating journalists, but it will do.) Being that I’m considered in the field of “new media”, I will occasionally get invited to a press event. With magazine writers, newspaper journalists, and the occasional television reporter. They […]
Wife of a Preacher Man.
“They want you to do…what??” So my husband preached yesterday. As in, wore a suit and a tie and a Britney mic and stood behind the pulpit in the bright lights and preached. The evidence that this event occurred can be found in the gigantic My-Husband-Is-Preaching Stress Pimple right between my eyes. Because apparently, everyone […]
The Blog Post That Never Was.
Disclaimer: Not for the faint of heart. Or men. In fact, I don’t recommend reading this post at all. Don’t say I didn’t warn you. I have finally completed the weaning process. This was harder than I expected – not for Noah, but for me. The reality that he is most likely my last child […]
A Culmination of Sweet, Sweet Justice.
Chris and I went to Atlanta last weekend. I had a couple of Vault parties in The Big City, and he tagged along to make it a date weekend. Friday night, we went out to eat at Taverna Plaka with Chris’ former roommate and Roommate’s Girlfriend. If you’ve been hanging around here for a while, […]