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I think I might have to report my cat to Interpol…

Lola is a cat burglar. I mean literally. Our smallest black cat… burgles. She has a penchant for jewelry.  She must be part magpie. Which is a cute little quirk generally, except that a while back she stole one of my most adored pieces of jewelery – a pendant from my friend Shannon. I’m pretty…

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How to create your very own Lord of the Flies…

Step 1: Rent a 70 foot long inflatable obstacle race with 10 foot slide exit. Step 2: Let children know they can use it. Step 3: Turn your back for the briefest of moments. Beautiful bucolic fall day.  Sun shining, birds singing, crisp air.  As the inflatable sought form on the pavement, rosy-cheeked, tow-headed tots…

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Second week back – I don’t think we’ll make it.

The first week back to school was surprisingly easy.  Disproportionate levels of ease.  It was smoooooooth, it was cream cheese icing, it was James Brown. This second week back to school is kicking our asses. We are so frickin’ tired.  It feels like we have a new baby or puppy in the house.  We are…

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Love means having to say you’re sorry…

WARNING: Adult language in this post I know, I know… That’s not what what’s-her-face says in Love Story.  Ali MacGraw.  The correct quotation is “Love means never having to say you’re sorry.”  Which I think is a shitty quotation.  What kind of douche are you if you don’t apologize for the shit you do?  The…