Archives for 2011

2011 Year in Review at the Boyhouse

One of the great things about keeping a blog is looking back over the year to see what happened.  In general, I can hardly remember what happened last week, let alone last January, so it’s kind of fun to look back and see what was going on for 2011.  What happened in the Boyhouse?  Here’s […]

Puss in Boots

Yesterday I was awake for maybe six or seven hours in total.  The night before that Jake suddenly developed a fever…then I developed a fever…and then I developed the following symptoms: sore chest, sore throat, and narcolepsy.  The whole day was a blur of sleeping, eating cinnamon toast and freezies, and sleeping.  I showered at […]

Post-Christmas Cleaning Binge

Did you have a good Christmas?  I’m relieved to tell you that Mark recovered enough to enjoy Christmas Eve and Christmas morning, although he was somewhat exhausted by yesterday evening – but then, shouldn’t we all be exhausted by then?  My mother mentioned yesterday that Mark is always sick at Christmas, which seemed incorrect to […]

"And they’re hanging their stockings," he snarled with a sneer…

Tomorrow is Christmas!  It’s practically here! We made it through the entire first term of school with no days lost due to illness; despite classmates being knocked down with strep and colds and stomach flues, my kids remained healthy, with only a few minor days of sniffles.  I know someone who takes full responsibility for […]

It’s Festivus Eve! Grievance time!

All this Christmas sentiment is getting to me, I thought.  Two nights ago, I became increasingly irritable throughout the evening; everything was getting under my skin.  My husband was, I thought, an unbearable asshole and the kids were insane, obnoxious, and loud.  I crabbed around the house then said, at 7:45, that I was going to […]

Santa’s coming! Santa! I know him!

True confessions: I have never taken my children to a mall to “meet Santa”.  I’m going to really put myself out there for a moment and say that it has always seemed a little skeevy to me, to set my babies on this dressed-up stranger’s lap, this stranger masquerading as Santa, only to have them […]

Don’t throw me down, Clark! Is your house on fire, Clark? Oh. That was fun. I love riding in cars.

It is ONE WEEK until Christmas and the mood around here is a mix of mellow and excited.  Yesterday was our open house and – although the basement looked like a Lego bomb went off and also like twenty-five children dropped crackers on the carpet and then stepped on them vigourously, which is probably exactly […]