Drama, once created, cannot be destroyed, merely transformed into another state of drama.

Dear Harrypotamus (yes, that is what we called you), If you are reading this, you are now a big boy, and probably annoyed when I try to kiss your cheeks all over, or smell your hair.  It’s too bad.  It was the highlight of my day, every day. Even now, as you are a little […]

As the book reviews on this (extended holiday) month’s book have started rolling in, I figured I had better get my butt in gear.  I finished the book three weeks ago, but got caught in that bloated post-holiday “I’d rather sit on the couch and bleh” than blog. Here is why I love Bill Bryson – if […]

First, an observation: Checkout girls are not accustomed to ringing diapers and reading glasses on the same ticket.  Then a warning: No matter if it does sound like killing two birds with one stone, Benefiber and Diet Coke do not mix.  They. Really. Don’t. Now a piece of advice: Never lose your ability to laugh at […]

I got the shoe gene.  I don’t know where it came from, but it is the one inherited girlie trait I really have.  I must stay away from any store that has a sign with the words “shoe” and “sale” anywhere in near congruence, or my financial future will come under serious threat from my irresistable […]

My best friend just got out of the hospital today.  And because I know Amy-Renee likes to read about herself in blogs, and I know this will make her happy, I am going to tell you a little about her. The vast majority of folks that see us together scratch their heads in wonder that we […]

Okay, still too serious. When whoopee won’t work, there is only one logical follow-up:  Chocolate.

It’s time to make some whoopee! (This whoopee brought to you courtesy of the Amazing Harrypotamus and his incredible self-inflating whoopee machine.  All rights reserved.)

But I was always the one that had to learn the hard way. I wrote this post on my Myspace blog (ouch, there, had to admit it again) last May.  It was the ONLY post I ever made private, friends only, because I knew at the time that it was nothing more than a hurt […]

  Some of you more observant readers may have noticed the “Small Change” button that has appeared on my sidebar.  This is a project and challenge that was started by Beth, over at “So the Fish Said” and “Diary of a Playgroup Dropout”.  If you don’t read her, you must, must, must add her to […]