The Reluctant Grownup – Page 234 – Growing old gracelessly.

Erasmus B. Draggen

Last night: Drive long way home, past new babysitter. Get home half hour later. Wrinkle nose at now-even-bloody-longer commute time. Walk in. Take bowl of hot soup from husband…

December 3, 2008

I Can Haz Recession Angst, New Orleans, Sometimes I Get Hepped Up and Think I Know a Thing or Two

Burdens: Who really cares about part 3 anyway?

I heard a story the other day about a family that had lived here for generations. All of them – every cousin, every aunt, every niece and grandchild and son…

February 9, 2011

Categorizing Things is Overrated

Lovely Post

When this man writes about his daughter, it makes me hope, for Patrick’s sake, that our planned third-and-final kid is a girl. http://thebhj.com/journal/2010/2/26/6.html

February 26, 2010

PAUSE

RG / August 29, 2008

A quick pause to say two things. After being up literally ALL NIGHT with a cranky, gassy baby, and then laughing out loud (while still wide awake, of course) at the sound of…

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Three Days – A Look Back Part II

RG / August 28, 2008

TWENTY TWO: I celebrated my 22nd birthday on the continent of Australia. I cannot remember a THING about it, but I know we were in the Sydney area. We must have gone out…

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Four Days – A Look Back Part I

RG / August 27, 2008

I have four days left of my 20s. Let’s take a look back at the last decade of my life (wavery dream sequence begins): TWENTY: I got drunk for the first…

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I Wonder What the Goofiest Piece of Clothing I’ve Ever Worn Was?

RG / August 25, 2008

My last two years of college were fun years. After my initial two years of being a complete and total dork-sans-social-life, I relaxed. I decided that reading only 20 pages of my 22…

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One Sentence Story – The Whale That Died

RG / August 25, 2008

The problem with being a mother is that I don’t have enough milk to feed every hungry baby, and every hungry baby is mine just as he is mine, no matter what the…

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