Archive for July, 2006

I’m going to write about myself this time and not my kids

Sunday, July 30th, 2006

I sent the boys off for the weekend. It was almost physically painful for me to let Graham go, and not just because I’m still breastfeeding (OW) but more because that baby is like drugs. And not shitty cheap highschooler drugs either; he’s like the nice fancy drugs that rich senators use. More than once [...]

Business idea

Friday, July 28th, 2006

Why isn’t there a place you can go with individual enclosed trampolines for your kids? Like it could be a restaurant and when you walked in, they’d ask “Would you like a high chair, a booster, or a trampoline?”
And I’d say, “High chair for the little one. Trampoline for him.” And I’d point to the [...]

Folsom Prison My-mama-won’t-give-me-a-juice-box Blues

Thursday, July 27th, 2006

This morning Nicolaus and I made a deal: If he would try really hard to mind and not to throw huge fits, I would try really hard not to be a bitchy whore of a mom. We both made a sincere effort and it seems to have made a difference.
The house is messy but [...]

Firstborn, also not abandoned for now

Wednesday, July 26th, 2006

I swear I was just about to wrap a big bow around my kid and go put him on the neighbor’s doorstep with a note pinned to his shirt that said, “Please take good care of my baby. Or half-ass it. Whatever.”
Nicolaus is insane this week. Running and spitting and yelling and throwing two-year-old tantrums [...]

Artypants Backwards-R Us

Tuesday, July 25th, 2006

Thanks to the lovely Miss Julie Wonderfulpants and a groovy spot on Mighty Goods, we’ve spent the last week or so rocking and rolling with ABC card orders. I have something like 40 orders to ship out over the next couple of days. Yay, orders! And also, holy shit. Orders! Kevin makes the boxes by [...]