Yesterday I optimistically cleaned the house, sanitizing all the surfaces and disinfecting doorknobs. I baked muffins and indulged in such self-care rituals as applying moisturizer, blow-drying my hair, and shaving my legs for the first time in many … [Continue reading]
Annual Roundup – 2012 in the Boyhouse
January 2, 2013 by
I know, it's January 2. I meant to get this post out on Monday. So I'm a few days late and a dollar short, but I have a good excuse - I rang in the New Year by sleeping. I had what I had - optimistically, it turned out - thought was food poisoning … [Continue reading]
The little lights are not twinkling
December 29, 2012 by
Because they have been taken down! Today, taking advantage of the reprieve from minus twenty degree daytime highs, my husband and I took the outdoor lights down. Well, actually, he took the lights down. I held the ladder and shuddered as little … [Continue reading]
You’re going down, bitch.
December 27, 2012 by
Well hello, my friends. I hope you have been making merry in the past few days. It has been so frigidly cold here, but I'm kind of glad - it gives me an excuse to be extremely lazy and slothful. Kids in their jammies into the afternoon? Well, why … [Continue reading]
Nicole’s Favourite Things: Holiday Edition, part 2
December 21, 2012 by
Part 2 is finally here! As is winter break; the kids are off school, it's minus a billion outside, and I have nowhere to be and nothing particular that needs to get done, so I'm drinking Bailey's and coffee and listening to Christmas carols. … [Continue reading]
Pajama Jeans, Moose Mugs, and Strange Viruses
December 18, 2012 by
Probably because I had So Much To Do and Remember with regards to Christmas, various school spirit days, the casino fundraiser, and other random things happening this week, I got terribly sick on Sunday. That will teach me! I had a strange virus … [Continue reading]
Preserve Your Memories
December 15, 2012 by
Yesterday, I was going to write a post. It was going to be lighthearted, and would describe the rabbit hole I fell down while looking at old photos of the boys, ending up watching old home videos and crying in the manner of Clark Griswold locked in … [Continue reading]
