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Today I rue the candy corn binge of yesterday

Oh, did I ever overindulge. My abdomen bulges and shakes, crammed with 40 grams of carnauba wax and corn syrup. Ow. And we didn’t even get to the trick-or-treating yet!
In the meantime, I pulled a Halloween costume out of thin air.

He wanted to be a Worker Guy, one of those guys in the […]

Better living through candy corn

So many things on my mind these days, not enough time to write them coherently. So instead, I will write down one thought for each piece of candy corn I consume in the next twenty minutes or so.

Corn #1. I am alarmingly bloated. I did just eat a happy serving of pasta, but still. Alarming.
corn […]

It’s OK to be a little jealous

I got my loot from my scrap & patchwork swap partner, Kim, of the spotted elephant. I couldn’t have picked a better assortment of scraps myself.

I mean, really. There’s an excellent span of reds, which I love, plus some vintage-looking pieces, some really excellent prints, and a great, GREAT little squirrel print. They’re all entirely […]

That germy sweet spot

There is a narrow slice of time between “healthy” and “call the pediatrician” when your kids sleep in an hour later, take an extra nap, and dial it down from 11 to like, 4.  A pretzel rod, some OJ, and Dragon Tales are all that they require. They are cheerful, quiet, acquiescent. It’s before […]

How to sew a patchwork kitchen towel

I love to gussy up kitchen towels and plain cotton burp cloths with a little patchwork to be given as gifts. This is the way I do it. And, like everything I do, it involves as little math or measuring as possible — guesstimation is your friend. Or my friend, I suppose.
You’ll need: A towel, […]

The weekend, in sum.

Crazy. Bouncing. Kids. Jammies. Awesome.
More later.

I’m going to be with my peoples

This weekend I am taking a big old road trip up to New England with the boys. We will be visiting some old family friends and also meeting some old internet friends in person for the first time.
The family friends I have known since I was eight. We used to live in the same neighborhood. […]

Bad as it may seem, it could always be worse

Boy! I am having a hard time writing about my feelings these days. This very minute I am feeling full of vim and Ovaltine, but here are a few worries I have had over the last two weeks.
What if:

That canned fruit I just ate is infected with botulism?
I have a large cancerous tumor but don’t […]

The barber stole my baby

Owen had his first “real” haircut this week, at Phil’s, the same place Iain has been going for years.

Look at that. I sent in a toddler and got back a pre-schooler.

Why do I even open my mouth?

One night out of five this week. That’s how many times Cormac slept through the night. The rest of the week? One to three wakeups per. I’m dragging, you guys. The constant sleep interruptions are making me sad and stupid. And I can’t believe I thought I could sleep train a baby. A four-month-old, no […]

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