What’s nice about MY baby, is that, on the morning after her mamala has had insomnia until 3:30 in the morning (an alarmingly frequent occurrence of late), the Hatchling decided to sleep in until NINE THIRTY. Whoa. Of course, this means that her schedule will be all out of whack for the rest of the […]


Love this. LOVE IT.

Parent Hex: Survival Spells for Parents and Other Caregivers.

Cocodissimulatio Charm: Causes any food to taste like chocolate. Mucosus Recessum Charm: Causes nasal excretions to withdraw into a person’s nose. Ursinvenio Charm: When applied to a teddy bear or other stuffed animal, causes it to emit a loud growling […]

There’s no place like home

Well. We’re back. Actually, we got back on Sunday night, but it’s taken me this long to mentally recover from traveling with the TODDLER FROM HELL. Sweet fancy Moses, but the Hatchling was determined to drive her parents right out of their minds during the plane’d portions of the trip. The last time we flew […]


Sorry for the lack of postage. We’re on vacation in Canada with minimal internet access. Regular posts will resume on Monday.

OMG Ponies!!1!

This weekend was a study in contrasts, child-entertainment-wise. On Saturday, we went with some friends to Rosefest, a celebration of the founder of the Minneapolis parks system that took place in our old neighborhood. It was a little sad being back in the old nabe, because holy crap is it a nicer locale than our […]

And they say romance is dead

Mr. Squab, in the kitchen fixing his plate: I sure do love you, honey.

Me, at the dining table: Ditto, dear!

Mr. Squab: And I sure do love what you have in your pants.

Me: (snicker)

Mr. Squab, grumbling to self: I notice there wasn’t a “ditto” after THAT.


Ehm … I was totally going to blog something today, but then I found this site, which is so cool I’ve spent all of the Hatchling’s nap filling stuff in. I don’t know if it’s a symptom of being the oldest kid or what, but I LUUUUURVE family trees. Charting one’s ancestry is such a […]

Two Small Things

First: I totally love you guys for being so supportive as I put up post after post bitching about my progress. You have no idea how much it helps.

Second: (Drumroll please …)




Okay, I’m not really *completely* done: my conclusion is all of about 5 pages now, so that will need […]


You know how some days you kind of just hate everything you’re writing? Like, all your turns of phrase sound clunky, and none of your thoughts have any flow or coherence?

I’m having one of those days. Must. Plow. Through. I hope to god this stuff looks better when I reread it this weekend. Ugh.


Summonabatching Icehole

God DAMN it, I hate writing conclusions. They motherfucking SUCK ASS.

That is all.