I hum the old standard to myself, puttering around the house as the rain pours down, whipped in fierce sheets against the side of the house. “Don’t know why there’s no sun up in the sky, stormy weather . . . ” How lovely life seems, even rainy gloomy thunderstormy life, when I’ve had a…
MILP Roundup #339 – Butterflyfish Rounds up the Roundups
I round up the Mothers in the Legal Profession – a bunch of blogs maintained by ladies who are mothers, and also are or were lawyers. As the name would imply. Anyway, I should also link to when other folks take a turn rounding up our latest posts, but I never do because . ….
HHI is Bad for My Happiness
I find it’s easier to be frugal when I avoid shopping malls, shopping catalogs, shopping websites, and (most of all) Target, the place where willpower goes to die. (Seriously what is up with Target? It’s like the consumerist tempting sorcerer peering into my American soul and wheedling me into purchasing that Clearance decorative vase. Target…
MILP Roundup # 338
In this Better Late Than Never edition of the MILP Roundup, we retire a couple of our long term hostesses and add some new ones to the mix! Please tip yer hats to the lovely ProtoAttorney of Attorney Work Product, and PT Law Mom (of the blog of the same name), both of whom are…
My Very Favorite One
Jack’s voice is like music. I have been thinking this for a while now, wanting to write it here. It will deepen one day – I’ll never forget the day I called home and my 9-years-younger brother answered the phone with a man’s voice, a stranger’s voice. Right now, at age five, Jack’s voice is…