diarrhea

Posted on February 28, 2011 by

A poem about butts. And tooting. But first, some throw-up.

These are my new least favorite words: Mom, I think I’m gonna throw BLURUUUUP. That boy has a sixth sense. He threw up in the kitchen and then in the hall on the way to the bathroom. Then he threw up one more time on my feet because he didn’t want to get the toilet Read More

Posted on February 19, 2011 by

Worries of the day, and introducing Lickylicky

A big scary woman stole part of my eyebrow yesterday, so for a while I’ll have this worried look, like I’m afraid that any minute a light fixture will fall on the kitchen counter, shatter, ruin dinner and blind me. I mean, I do usually have such thoughts, but when both my eyebrows are intact, Read More

Posted on October 18, 2010 by

Forgive me, for I have sinned. Um, like, a lot.

One aspect of being a devout Catholic that I really miss is going to Confession. As a schoolgirl, I went to Confession once a week or so to cleanse my soul. I was taught that my soul is like a dry-erase board. Every time I sin, a black mark appears. But it’s not permanent if Read More

Posted on September 2, 2010 by

A day in the life of the Tyrant, or being 3 years old.

We ate homemade chicken noodle soup the other night for dinner. It was delicious. The Tyrant really enjoyed it. She slurped up bites while telling us about the hippopotamus and his terrible diarrhea. Fortunately she didn’t spend a lot of time with the hippopotamus that day because she was busy with her friend Malibu who Read More

Posted on June 25, 2010 by

WTF! Or, give me what I want.

WTF! is a new feature in which I introduce a photo that I’d like you to analyze. WTF! stands for “What the fuck makes you think this okay?” The picture below shows the inside of my freezer at this very moment. Earlier this week, on a hot afternoon, I found myself in need of an Read More