Archives - October 2008

Happy Halloween, 2008!

Tonight's costumes: Michelle as Sarah Palin: Greg as Joe the Plumber: Laurel as Cleopatra: and Ethan as Buddy the Elf: Happy Halloween, everyone. We're off to get CANDY!...

Happy Halloween, 2008! →

Full-On Fall.

Last week I lifted my head and realized it was fall. By that, I mean it was really fall. Not the fall that starts on the autumnal equinox, the fall-in-name-only kind of fall. I'm talking the kind of fall with kaleidoscopic leaves and that special, crisp-yet-warm way the light falls when we're at this...

Full-On Fall. →

On Gay Marriage.

Again, I don't often talk politics here. Politics are so polarizing. But. California, after legalizing gay marriage, has decided to attempt a big "Just kidding!" by putting Proposition 8 on the ballot. Proposition 8, if passed, would send California right back with most of the other states -- to the...

On Gay Marriage. →

Rare Chances.

Last night, Laurel eschewed her social studies homework in favor of a civics experience. We stood in line for hours to see an American icon: President Bill Clinton. President Clinton was speaking at an Obama rally in Kirkwood. I wanted to go. How many chances does a person get in a lifetime to meet a...

Rare Chances. →

I Waited Four Years for Nothing.

Four long years.

That's how long I've waited for our fridge to crap out so I could get a new one. It's already lost its ability to properly dispense ice.

This morning I almost realized my dream. The freezer had frozen up (more than it should, see), and everything was warm and festering and we had to toss a lot of things.

Secretly thrilled, I went directly to Lowes.com and started trolling for a new refrigerator. Make it a stainless.  No, stainless-look so I can still put up my kids' artwork.

Alas.

I married a guy who can fix this kind of thing.

Twenty minutes into my new-fridge-hunt, after I had two very viable candidates as Our Next Fridge, Greg announced that a-ha, he'd found the problem, and a-ha again, it would cost around $30 to fix.

Sigh.

My dreams of a new fridge went up in smoke.

I Waited Four Years for Nothing. →

Another October, Another Round of Pumpkins.

We usually visit the pumpkin patch about a mile from our home. Not this year, though. See, that pumpkin patch is really crowded and has even added more parking (albeit of the muddy variety) in order to accommodate the visitors. That's not really our scene. Instead, we headed south several miles, to Meert...

Another October, Another Round of Pumpkins. →

Beaming.

Well. Someone is awfully proud of himself, as he should be. Ethan has filled his entire potty chart, so he got to go pick out a toy car for purchase. That's an entire chart, folks. That's 60 willing trips to the potty. Nothing to sneeze at, if you ask me. We went to the store and he picked out a set...

Beaming. →

Let it Be Known.

An announcement regarding the ad I just saw on my site:

Let it Be Known. →

Congratulations, Vinnie!

As some of you know, Vinnie has embarked on a non-self-imposed weight loss journey.

Congratulations, Vinnie! →

Because the Apple Doesn't Fall Far from the Tree.

Laurel is beginning to display the same stick-it-in-the-face-of-the-establishment attitude I've been known to have.

Because the Apple Doesn't Fall Far from the Tree. →

The Art Museum.

Last Friday, Laurel was off school.

The Art Museum. →

Big Fella.

This post is not for the feint of heart or for those easily disgusted.

If Ethan were a little girl, I wouldn't post the photo I've posted below.

Big Fella. →

Pride.

For more than a year, Laurel has been enduring her hair.

Pride. →

Laurel-isms, Part XXIV.

We haven't had one of these in quite some time.

Laurel-isms, Part XXIV. →

 
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