Recently I’ve had to spend much more time at the computer than I’m accustomed to and I’ve noticed that my recreational usage of the computer for things like Facebook has started to blend more seamlessly with my legitimate tasks than I would like. I also noticed that my posture at the computer was starting to…
Category: apropos of nothing
Every time…
… I prick my finger (which happens pretty often in this land of skewers, needles, scissors and blades in which I live), right after that “Ow! Damn! Did I get blood on anything that matters?” reaction, my first thought is always of this image. Like just now. Odd.
Dear Nice Lady…
Dear Nice Lady With the Muddy Hands, We would like to wish you… HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MAGICAL MAAIKE!!! And to say THANK YOU for making US! And we have candles in your honour (because the crazy lady forgot to hide the matches again), but no cake because the man that bought the turtles ate it all….
The world is mud-luscious and puddle-wonderful (according to e.e. cummings)
“The snow doesn’t give a soft white damn whom it touches.” ― E.E. Cummings A friend just posted another e.e. cummings quote (they do seem to pop out around Valentine’s Day, don’t they?) and I was reminded of the quote above about snow, that I saw recently on someone’s blog (cannot for the life of…
Solitude and the lack thereof
The hardest part of having a kid at home sick (or on a PD day), for me, is the lack of time alone. Katherine was feeling rotten this morning and has spent the day curled up either in bed or on the couch. She’s not a demanding patient, which is good because I’m not a…
Raising the Bar Strength & Conditioning 