Happy Holidays one and all! Time for the yearly letter. For those of you who don't know, this is kind of how I got started with all the blogging stuff. Once a year, I'd send out a snarky little letter about the state of the world -- not much pressure, except for the fact that [...]
Occupy Congress, One Person at a Time
November 18, 2011 – Posted in: Conservatives are Funny, Money, Politics, Worst Mom RantsSo I didn't occupy anything today. At least not in the protesting sense. I was too busy figuring out how to make five zillion double-sided, three-hole-punch copies for my kid's teacher. So I suppose I was occupying space in the universe, just maybe not where it was most useful.Although that's arguable. Here in Reno, the [...]
Table for 99?
October 11, 2011 – Posted in: Mean People, Money, Worst Mom RantsWhen my grandfather was a young man in the late 1930s, he left his home in Chicago and went to plant trees in Oregon for the Civilian Conservation Corps (CCC). It was the Great Depression, he was unemployed, and his family was poor. Dirt poor. I remember him talking about how excited he was to [...]
Haven’t Heard About “Occupy Wall Street”? It’s Time to Start Listening.
October 2, 2011 – Posted in: Corporatism, Mean People, Money, Politics, World Gone Crazy, Worst Mom RantsIf you haven't heard -- and there's a very good chance you haven't -- a growing number of people are gathering in New York to "Occupy Wall Street." I say there's a good reason you haven't heard because the media has done a crap-ass job of covering the whole thing. Finally, sixteen days after it [...]
Anatomy of a House Party
May 15, 2011 – Posted in: Green Living, Grown-up Friends, Money, Okay That's Funny, Worst Mom RandomnessSo I went to a Tupperware party tonight. Just saying that makes me feel even dumpier, lamer, and older than I already am. I realize that Tupperware has "changed" and is "cool" now, but I frankly can't get past the idea that it's a bunch of orange, BPA-leaching plastic that my mom used for making [...]
The 2010 Holiday Letter
January 2, 2011 – Posted in: Conservatives are Funny, Dogs, Family, Green Living, Grown-up Friends, Holiday Letter, Mean Girls, Money, Parenting, Politics, Worst Mom Rants, WritingSo every year, for about the past fifteen years, I've written a holiday letter. It's kind of how this whole blogging thing got started. As you might imagine, my letters weren't exactly laundry lists of the fantastic trips we'd taken or stories about how the kids came home with "Student of the Week" bumper stickers. [...]
Hoarding in the Powder Room
September 27, 2010 – Posted in: Cleaning, Guest Blog, Money, Parenting, Personal InsanityWhoops. PartlySunny isn't here. She's, um. . . indisposed. Photo by Gina MundaCheck out her latest article, "Hoarder Patrol," at Powder Room Graffiti.When money's the issue, should clutter stay or should it go?
Cereal Killer
August 6, 2010 – Posted in: Autism Recovery, Chronic Pain, Cranky Tammy, Depression, Momless, Money, Newt's Story, Parenting, Personal Insanity, The Kids are Killing Me, Working for PayI've had one of those weeks where you sort of feel like a really bad traveling carnival -- the kids look at you and think you should be fun, but when in comes down to it, you're actually just a bunch of thinly spread out rides that need paint, could breakdown at any moment, and [...]
Coming Out of the Closet
July 3, 2010 – Posted in: Gratitude, Grief, Mom dying, Momless, Money, Parenting, Personal InsanityMy mom died a year ago today. I've heard people say this sort of thing a bunch of times, but it still feels like she's just on vacation in Asia or something. It's like we haven't seen her and she hasn't called for a while, but surely she'll be home soon.Today was actually fine. We [...]
The Dalai Lama Strikes Again
May 26, 2010 – Posted in: Cranky Tammy, Elfie, First World Problems, Mawage, Momless, Money, Newt, Parenting, Personal Insanity, Shopping Hell, TenzinWhen I was a kid, I loved The Pink Panther Strikes Again with Peter Sellers. It's the one where Inspector Clouseau's loyal assistant, Cato, attacks him whenever possible so that Clouseau can practice warding off assassination attempts. If you haven't seen it, picture really bad martial arts, complete destruction of private property, and a funny [...]
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