May Day Craft Weekend

I was up to my ears in the organization of the Seconds Sale yesterday, so my deputies took the camera and went off on a Dad & Kid Exploration of the MayDay Craft Weekend. All of these photos were taken by John, so any credit is entirely his. I tweaked them here and there (cropping,…

FYI about Corn (and “what on earth was I thinking?”)

Katherine adores corn on the cob and will transport into paroxysms of delight at being told she can have some. Ordinary corn is pretty good, too, but there’s something special about corn on the cob that elevates it to a higher plane of satisfaction in the realm of kid-dom. Katherine refers to corn on the…

The amazing insomniac lawyer gives up sleeping for Lent

Actually, since last Lent. We’re well beyond 40 days now. For the past year or so, John has only slept in three-hour spates.  Sometimes he sits bolt upright in a panic, fearing being late for work or forgetting something. Sometimes he wakes up and raises himself slowly to loom over me so that he could…

Small Book Splurge

We don’t usually have much money these days to spend on books (to our great collective chagrin), but very occasionally (usually in the gloom of winter) we treat ourselves. Last night’s trip to Chapters saw John pick up this: Which he got because he really enjoyed this (a Christmas or birthday present from last year):…

Marital Advisory Notice

When a bank that is directly across the hall from your office is the victim of an armed robbery while you are in said office, it’s good politics to let your wife know about it (and that you’re perfectly fine) first-hand and not to let her find out from the local news. Even if you…

I am going to be in so much trouble for this….

…, but I can’t help it. I just love it when he makes bread. 🙂 Fortunately for the Internet, I have no problems with getting flour on my shirt while kneading. Plus I’m better at hiding the camera.

The effects of living with children….

It’s Saturday night. We’re on our way out to dinner with friends. I’ve just briefed the two fifteen year-old girls who are babysitting. John sits in the car, snickering. Me: What’s so funny? John: Oh, nothing. Me: No really. What gives? John: The last thing you said to those poor girls was, and I quote,…

Contagious habits.

Katherine and I have recently embarked (successfully) on that unholy voyage of mother and daughter in which the former teaches the latter about the proper use of the lavatory and the former devises every excuse in the book for maintaining the status quo (diapers). We’re almost to the end now, but there was one particular…

Rather sweet (and uncannily accurate)

Katherine drew a picture today. She crumpled it up inside another piece of paper and brought it to me, telling me that it was a present. I opened it and found this: “This” is a picture of John (the pink blob, with black legs), at work, thinking about home. The squiggles to the right of…

Thus endeth a roller coaster ride

I thought I might take a pass on the “oh, what a year this has been” post, but I can’t seem to leave it alone. Part of me looks back on 2006 with rather negative feelings, but closer inspection reminds me that we pretty near broke even, although it didn’t much feel like it at…

An exercise in linear thinking

Okay, say you were the sort of person that participates in memes. Or at least, say that you’re the sort of person who loves books and grants himself dispensation when it comes to literary memes (understandable). What do you do? Do you: a) cut and paste the meme and insert your own answer? b) type…

She has to eat because…

I was taking a moment to read some weird news on CBC the other day when John wandered in and started reading over my shoulder. At that moment, I happened to be just leaving the page about a marine who was trying to auction off the rights to rename him in order to raise some…