Seven Angels, Four Kids, One Family
Sometimes sarcasm is the only sane response
My Patient Husband said to me, “I didn’t tell you about Mike.” Mike is the name we’ll use for the CEO/Owner/Grand High Poobah of Patient Industries, the good folks who employ my Patient Husband. Mike frequently comes up in conversation…
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Gary Corby (blog here, website about upcoming book here) asked me to blog this method of finding 4-leaf clovers, which works phenomenally well for Kiddo#1 (he found 80 of them the first summer he tried it) and marginally well for…
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Gabriel entered before the Lord and bowed, then looked into God’s eyes. Smiling broadly, he waited until God invited him to begin speaking. When the signal came, he held up a bottle of Heaven’s Best brand orange juice. God indicated…
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Remember when I discussed whether I was going to expand my novel-in-progress to include a sub-plot? At the time, a few people suggested I just write the novel as planned and then return to it on the rewrite and add…
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Triangles are the most stable natural configuration, I’m told, and Harriet Lerner in The Dance Of Anger (and The Dance of Intimacy too) talks about how we form relationship triangles. I’m paraphrasing, but a relationship triangle is what happens when…
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And now, for the final round, our returning champion will have to answer a series of questions in sixty seconds to win the grand prize. We’ll ask for bedlam and random noise from the audience, and judges, if you don’t…
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I tell people (joking, but with an absolute deadpan) that there’s only one way to eat an Oreo correctly, and that I refuse to consort with people who don’t eat it right. For the record, my own Patient Husband eats…
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Following up on yesterday’s musings about lyric-writers doing very heavy drugs while writing certain songs, what about when something sounds good in song but is impossible in real life? To whit, “Starting over.” I’ve got to say I have no…
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I keep hearing a song on the radio that sounds to me the way a bad acid trip would sound, keeping in mind I’ve never had an acid trip at all. Here’s how it opens: You would not believe your…
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As I mentioned in my last entry, we’re losing a family member. We did lose him over the weekend. Grief is…typically, it’s atypical. I don’t know how often on the anencephaly support group I told moms, “There’s no right and…
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