It’s the last day of January, which feels very strange given that, with the exception of about ten days wherein I had that feeling of doom that I would never be warm again, it has been mild. The snow is almost melted in my backyard, which is odd. Perhaps the apocalypse is upon us? I […]
Archives for January 2012
The fashion police are coming.
“Hey Mom!” Jake said, out of nowhere, “I’m sexy and I know it!” I never quite know how to respond to such inappropriate statements. It’s like when two-year-old Mark told my mother that he had no money, so he couldn’t get no ho’s. Or when Jake informed my mother, in one afternoon, that a) he […]
Give your mother a kiss or I’ll kick your teeth in.
Happy Robbie Burns Day! I was telling the boys about Robbie Burns Day today, explaining the celebratory nature – in a modified way – and about their Scottish ancestry. Jake was getting more and more agitated and more and more defiant about it, when he burst out “We are not in Scotland, Mom! We are […]
How To Not Let Yoga Wreck Your Body
The New York Times recently published an article entitled How Yoga Can Wreck Your Body, spurring outrage throughout the yoga community, insofar as yogis can actually be outraged. For me, I read the article and had a number of reactions and feelings, so much so that I needed some time to organize my thoughts. The general […]
Just settle the fuck down already, it’s just Pyjama Day.
It’s Pyjama Day at the boys’ school today and – this may not seem significant to you, but it IS – Mark is wearing pyjamas! Not once has Mark ever worn pyjamas on Pyjama Day. He has always preferred to wear just regular clothes, despite the pyjama clad children everywhere. His refusal to conform to […]
Are you feeling sad? It’s Blue Monday!
My very good friend reminded me this morning that today is Blue Monday, the saddest day of the year, and yet I’m not feeling sad. That’s a win! I am, however, feeling cold; our mild, springlike winter has suddenly ended. The dog keeps looking at me balefully, probably trying to telepathically communicate to me his […]
Saturday the Fourteenth, the Black Boot Edition
I am not a very superstitious person, so I am not going to put any weight on the fact that I woke up last night and the clock read 3:16. In related news, did you know there is a football game with very high (emotional) stakes tonight? Things are going to be TENSE in the […]