If you get a call from me but it’s just a lot of heavy breathing, sorry. My 8 month old daughter got a hold of my phone & hit redial.
Archives for February 2012
Dear Ben and Jerry’s, I’m writing in response to the nutrition information printed on your 1-pint carton of creme brulee ice cream. The nutrition panel indicates that there are four servings per container. However, I found only two servings in my container. You may want to audit your quality assurance check to ensure that each […]
Lesson for today? Never walk and attempt to drink coffee at the same time.
I’m pretty sure that the serving size for Thin Mints is not “One sleeve.” But lunch sure was yummy.
Purely hypothetical question: If you are at Barnes & Noble with your baby, and your baby suddenly and unexpectedly starts projectile vomiting, are you supposed to a) seek out a store manager to let them know and apologize profusely, or b) race out of the store to minimize any more barfage? Hypothetically.
After a nearly sleepless night, during which baby slept no more than one continuous hour at a stretch, with long droughts of zero sleep in between, I was racking my sleep-deprived brain for things to do with baby today. I don’t really have any friends with babies nearby, so I can’t just call on one […]
I’m still at this weeklong workshop for work, and the meeting room has been consistently frigid all week. It’s not abnormal for me to be cold, so I would chalk it up to my own internal thermostat, except the chick from University of Alaska just left the room to go grab her jacket. So, yeah, […]
Last night was the annual Westminster Dog Show, and while I love dogs, I don’t love the event. The whole idea of a “purebred” just leaves a bad taste in my mouth. My three dogs are all rescue dogs, and that’s all I would ever have, so the idea that people would pursue some idealized […]
Today I went to a workshop for work, and at the beginning we received an agenda that gave a run down of the day – the morning sessions lasted until noon with one break, and then after an hour for lunch, the afternoon’s sessions would last til 5:00. By the last morning session, I found […]
I spent the day with a 6 year old. At one point, he came in from the back yard, where My Better Half™ was working on the pond, to say “It’s soooo boring out there.” Me: “Yeah, well, I hate to tell you, but being an adult is often boring.” Him: “Yeah, I know. There’s […]