I get irrationally proud of myself when I accomplish a small task, say, like ferrying cash to the bank and depositing it successfully. Like, in the movie of life, I am not Uncle Billy. I brought money to the bank. It’ll be withdrawn almost immediately to pay for tree treatments* but, still. The money. Is … More Small Successes for This Week
This week I broke not one, but two of our cellular blinds. The first one’s problem was something to do with the motor. I poked it with a fingertip and it flew — seriously, I am not lying, flew to pieces. I felt like Caddie Woodlawn with the circuit rider’s clock. So naturally I approached the next … More The window treatments have gone bad. Nobody drink the window treatments.
THE WINDOWERS ARE COMING That sounds like a Masterpiece miniseries. But no, I am talking about actual windows. We will soon have new windows in our dining room! We will also have much less money, unless the window salesman decides to do me a solid and pay for them. That attitude is the opposite of … More Clear as Muddy Window Glass
DID YOU HEAR ABOUT BABY STUFF Dear god, Baby E. has been sleeping through the night. I don’t know whether to credit the Keppra, or the change in seasons (getting much warmer here), or the fact that he’s getting older, or what. WHAT, goddamnit? My body is so happy, it’s finding and expending all sorts of … More Three Things Make a Post (of GARBAGE)
You’d think I’d be getting tired of the belly kicks by now. But I am NOT. They are still so amazing, I love them. This weekend A. and I painted the kid’s future room: a pale green called Sea Breeze or Coastal Keg Party or something evocative of beachy, sandy fun times. It looks pretty … More Yep, it’s getting pathetic over here
Spent part of yesterday afternoon installing* a fence around our new Hazen apple tree, as we’ve had a sudden influx of deer droppings around it. Not to mention a slight disappearance of leaves and shoots on the lower branches. Thanks to all the clanging and banging, the baby is probably now predisposed to enjoy black symphonic metal. The day’s … More Birds! And other outdoorsy stuff. (Also baby.)