Milk Tongue

Mr. Baby meets Dr. Death.

Read Full Post »

I’ve just clawed my way out of a casket of blankets, through silt of saltine cracker crumbs. I’m moaning and shuffling and crying for paaiiin…killers. I wish a zombie would eat my brain. Maybe my head would stop hurting.
Cradling Toot’s feverish body feels good. I’m not experiencing some nurturing bonding moment. I’m so racked with […]

Read Full Post »

I love this sweet little apron. The color, the pattern, the row of tiny pockets at the bottom. It was my mother’s when she was a little girl and has since been worn by me, my sister, Mitten and now, Toot.

Read Full Post »

Since it finally seems to be getting warmer, I interspersed some photography with my regular errands. I’ve been wanting to join a photographic safari for some time but with the kids, the husband’s work schedule and the day to day business of running the house, I haven’t been able to make it happen. Then this […]

Read Full Post »

During these interminable winter days (we got another 6 inches of snow last night), I bundle myself up in memories of our year near the ocean. We lived at the Copa Pacific apartment complex on Ocean Avenue just off the Pacific Coast Highway and about a mile south of Redondo Beach. We rented a three […]

Read Full Post »

My husband and I often don’t agree on what equals “good” TV but we’ve both become fascinated with Jon & Kate Plus 8.

Read Full Post »

Monday morning at 2:30am, I was awoken by the sound of someone taking a melodious tinkle. It may be more representative of reality to describe the sound I heard as someone taking an “ogre piss” but it wouldn’t be genteel to just start off with that phrasing. You know me, so proper.
I was so deeply […]

Read Full Post »