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10/24/2006 By
The Kid: 1, USDA Food Pyramid: 0
10/23/2006 By
Me: The Kid, I need you to eat something for dinner.
The Kid: Apples!
Me: No, you need to eat more than just apples. Apples are not a well-rounded meal.
The Kid: How about cookies? Cookies are rounded!
Seriously, someone needs to get this girl a sitcom, stat.
Stay Gold
10/20/2006 By
One very pleasant way to spend your Friday afternoon: reading the hilarious Letters To Star Jones series over at Utter Wonder.
I cannot be held responsible for you wetting yourself. Read responsibly.
[Thanks, Amy!]
R_ T: Feminist Preschooler
10/20/2006 By
Yesterday afternoon The Kid FINALLY got the chance to go visit her best buddy R_, who’d been sick for about a week with conjunctivitis (or, as The Kid called it, in the most serious and solemn tones a 4-year-old is capable of, “Red Eye”). The Kid had been very concerned about R_, requesting to call in and check on her almost daily, and frequently asking me over the course of the week if R_’s eye was still “sick” and when she might be able to play again. So of course, when the time came for their reunion, she was pretty blissed-out.
Aubade
10/19/2006 By
Almost exactly two years ago today, I posted this poem. And this evening I just happened to read it again, and thought: this expresses *exactly* where I am right now. Which was also true two years ago.
This Is The Voice Of Tracey's Desiccated Corpse Speaking
10/18/2006 By
Hello! How are you? Me? Well to be honest I feel like I’ve been run over by a truck. One bearing an imprint on its steel-toothed front grill: MamaPop.
Who knew launching a silly little website would be so completely and utterly draining? Oh, you did? Well, I’m DUMB.
On the bright side, I think I lost another six pounds yesterday through frantic sweating. BONUS.
