Scene: Breakfast table. TD is headed upstairs to dress for school. The Comedian is still eating the last remnants of her cereal. I’m packing up her lunch, picking up items off the floor, and putting dishes in the sink. The Comedian: “Wash, wash, wash.” Me: “What are you washing?” The Comedian: “Um. Myself.” Me: “Good. [...]
Where’s Mummy?
In Which I Experiment with my Body
Mummy’s Randomness
On Rush Limbaugh and FLOTUS
The Sugar Highs and Lows
The subject of screaming and tantrums has come up before within this blog, especially where TD is concerned. At first we chalked it up to the Terrible Two’s followed by the Troublesome Three’s, which everyone declared was way worse than anything we had ever witnessed before. Right. It seems that the ”F*ck You! Fours” (described quite adequately [...]
No Lemons Today
After peeing in a jug for the last 24 hours, dealing with a fevered Comedian all day yesteday and missing ladies night due to some weird cramping and lower back pain (but nothing takes the mind off twisted abs like episodes of Mad Men!) and in general spending the week feeling useless I decided to [...]
























