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Monthly Archives: December 2013
Looking At the World Through Gross-Colored Glasses
Felix is fast. That kid will spy something he wants and grab for it – no hesitation – and he’s scarily accurate for a 10 month old baby. Generally they just kind of blob around like a little drunk person. … Continue reading
Nurse of the Mummy
I haven’t talked about boobs in a long time so I figured I was due. Yes, I’m still nursing Felix. I’m not tired of nursing my son, but I am getting really really tired of the pumping. For a while … Continue reading
Felix Navidad!
(Y’all had to know I’d use that title. I mean, I’ve been sitting on it for 10 months. And yes, I do know that it should be “feliz.”) So this was my first real year to be Santa. Sure, we … Continue reading
Posted in life, Parenting
Tagged ADHD, Christmas Story, outfits, Santa, Sit and Spin, Weeble Village, Xmas
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Bust a Movie
It’s holiday crunch time. Yes, yes, all my gifts are purchased and wrapped. Cards have been sent. The menu has been planned and should be reasonably easy to execute. I’m still fighting the holiday blues a bit. There is family … Continue reading
Posted in life, Parenting
Tagged a Christmas Story, blues, Christmas Carol, Christmas Vacation, Xmas
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All Is Calm, All Is Blight?
I think it must be impossible to pass through the holiday season emotionally unscathed. If you know someone who stays 100% happy, excited, and serene, let me know who that is. I demand an in-depth interview and want to know … Continue reading
Maid of the List
I’ve seen more vitriol about Santa than ever this year (i.e. To Santa Or Not To Santa), or maybe it’s just more on my radar now that I have kiddos. We do Santa at my house and we do it … Continue reading
Every Tom, Dickens, and Harry
We’re still working our way through the Xmas season here. I must admit, I’m fighting some holiday blues. I couldn’t tell you why. It just seems things aren’t/haven’t been working out the way they’re “supposed” to. I know, I know. … Continue reading
Miss-mas Vacation
As with most of the country, the weather has taken a most foul turn the past few days. This whole entire past weekend was a major bust. Originally, we had a birthday party at the zoo Saturday, I had a … Continue reading
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Tagged Christmas Vacation, Clark W. Griswold Jr., holidays, sick, snot, weather
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We Wish You a Merry Pissmas
Every year. Every year, damn it. My stupid cats ruined my beautiful Xmas long ago. Once upon a time, I had one sweet cat. She left my shit alone. She might bat one ornament off of my traditionally huge tree, … Continue reading