We are in our new house. The house isn’t new, it was built in 1951, sort of. The original part of the house was built in 1951, and it is probably 800 square feet. It’s amazing how small mid century houses are. It would be difficult to maneuver a queen sized bed into the original […]
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We are moving into our new house next week. And that, right now, is pretty much everything. But here’s us, you know, hanging out. I didn’t think they could get cuter. But somehow, they do.
Today, Wednesday afternoon, is the day my mom-in-law comes and watches the boys. It’s the only 4 hours I get away from the boys each week. It is precious time for me. I had a not-so-fun errand to run, that took longer than expected. I figured it would take an hour. It took about two […]
I moved to Oregon in early 2008. In that amount of time, we have moved seven times, including a one year job-free excursion to Astoria that resulted in us having twins. Before that, I lived in Hawaii for four months. Before that, I lived in the Los Angeles area for six years or so. In […]
I had a dream last night (yes this is a blog post about a dream I had, so go fill out your lame blogger bingo card), I had a dream last night that a somewhat famous person wanted to sleep with me. I’m not going to tell you who the famous person was.* And while […]
I’d like to think I don’t take myself too seriously. I’d like to think I can have a laugh at my own expense. And certainly, I don’t seem to have any problems embarrassing myself. Honestly though, doesn’t everyone think they don’t take themselves too seriously? Or at least that’s the
These are supposed to be toy boxes. Clearly, they are boy boxes.
It feels really weird to be a tourist. We took a train up from Portland, Oregon to Vancouver, British Columbia. It took a little more than nine hours. The people behind us smelled like sweaty socks. We were visiting my friend Keiko, whom I’ve known since I lived in Los Angeles. We worked together at […]
We have a thing we are waiting for. It’s a big thing. We are waiting for it. We’ve been waiting for a while. To answer the question that may have immediately jumped into your mind, no, I’m not pregnant. Though Dave enjoys the thought of maybe having a little girl. But with our luck, and […]
One of my “things” is that I like to have everything in its place. I mean physical objects. In my house. Or wherever. I want “stuff” to have a home, and I want said stuff to “be” in its home. For me, stuff out of place is a distraction. It’s clutter. It creates static. I […]
What a difference a week makes. A mere six days ago, we were introducing the boys to the ocean. It wasn’t “warm,” but it was sunny and pleasant. Since Thursday, it has been snowing off and on in Portland. And practically the whole city shut down. It’s not that we are wimpy about snow. We […]
Right. So. Both boys are walking. Our lives have changed. They both also somehow seem to have the energy of a swarm of chattering monkeys. Both of them. So, like, two whole swarms of chattering monkeys in our house, all the time. Thousands of monkeys. Everywhere. All the time. In just two little boys. I […]
Coconut Macaroons. Gorgeous, right? I tried to make some. Image credit: Sweet & Saucy So my holiday preparations are going awesome. You?
You hear parents say that, right? My baby just loooves books! All breezy and casual. I sometimes hear a parent tip a conversation about babies or kids into a conversation about books, and how much their kid looooves books. I’ll listen for a while, and I’ll nod and smile. But depending on the intensity or […
I am enjoying the chillier weather because we were able to break out the bunny suits. I guess these are dinosaur suits. Really, Ma? Really? Yes. I am cute. But you are ridiculous. Can we just go and get this over with?
It’s autumn. I get it. Trees, leaves, wind, decorative motherfucking gourds, all that. I like autumn. I do. I like leaves, too! They’re pretty as hell this time of year, and they’ve been exceptionally pretty this season. I’ve loved taking the boys for walks and pointing out all the different colors.
So, I hate sweating. Sweating, as in the moisture one creates while exerting oneself. On those extra warm days we had in the summer, I hesitated to go out because, you know, it was WARM. And SUNNY. And the possibility of breaking a sweat grossed me out. No thank you, beautiful summer day. I’m going […]
We’ve taken the boys on two trips involving airplanes. Both times, the anticipation of chaos, gnashing of teeth and full-on armageddon made travel stressful. Dave hates air travel even without babies. So with our twin boys, plus Dave, I clenched my jaw and tried to remain the only sane person in the world. THE WHOLE [
Our guys are fifteen months old. They are spastic little imps. That phrase popped out of my mouth recently. Someone asked me how the boys were doing and that is what I blurted out. “They are spastic little imps.” They have been screaming lately. Babies like to yell, right? They are testing their voices, making [
The guys love the swings. They LOVE the swings. The swings. They love them. There are a couple parks in our neighborhood that have baby swings. These are public parks and they are lovely. The weather in Portland usually turns chilly and dank by October. But we’ve had sunny, gorgeous weather this month. It’s been
I little while ago, I complained about cookies. But I also talked about how I like to cook, and I feel like I’ve gotten more skilled in the kitchen as I’ve gotten older. Don’t get me wrong, though. My favorite go-to lunch is still a box of Annie’s Shells and Cheddar with some extra cheese […]
In the 1990s, when I was in college and waiting tables, I screwed around with my hair quite a lot. It was almost always short, so it seemed pretty low investment if something went tragic with the science experiments I performed on my head. I look back wistfully, and with a little sting of embarrassment, […]
I love to bake. That may be the most predictable statement ever from a woman, who is a mom, who is home with kids, who has a cat, who blogs, who lives in Portland, Oregon. But I’m saying it: I love to bake. I have come to love baking more and more as I get […]
That’s what this is. the 1000th post on this blog. I’ve been blogging since the end of 2007. I’ve written 448,889 words. Thanks for reading. Blogging is fun. And we had another milestone in our house this weekend. Here’s our guys, eating breakfast. From the beginning, we’ve just given them big
I occasionally get a little sensitive about writing this blog. I sometimes see that people find this blog by searching for my name. And I initially wonder, why would anyone search for me? People from high school? Ex boyfriends? The mob? Then secondly, I think back on all that I have written in the past […]
I have a new post up at What To Expect, about favorites. I used to have one favorite. Now I have three. It’s complicated. You can find the post here. Please go read!
So, babies. We have two of them. They have behaviors. Some of these behaviors make perfect sense. Like when Cask is insufferably miserable in the heat. The red cheeks. The sweaty hair. The incessant whining. God, this is my kid. I don’t even want people looking at me when I’m hot. Stop it! Stop looking […]
I don’t get a lot of trolls. I get maybe one or two troll comments a YEAR. So like, none, practically. And I do get trolls, they are usually drive by comments, people who find my blog randomly while searching for something. Like Mighty Putty, or Boob Fund Jars, or (almost) Failing DMV Tests, or […]
I’ve lived and worked in cities for nearly half of my life. I describe myself as an “aggressive pedestrian.” When I am going to cross the street, I make it more than evident. I perch impatiently on the curb. I glance around to make sure cars see me. The instant the little white man appears, I [...]
Me? Yeah, you. You want a piece of this? Dave and The Punk Butts ready for their album cover shot. Their latest album is “Heroic Staring Into The Distance.”