Except in this case the laughter is less like “haha, that’s hilarious,” and more like “haha, could you please step away, you are scaring me.” There was a man in the next aisle at Target last night who was in line behind a woman he obviously knew. They chatted as he put his items for … More Things that make me laugh so hard
When I got your voice mail messages this afternoon, dated March 11 and May 19, requesting work for that damn Dior kid who must have spent more time in detention with you than she did with any of her regular teachers, I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. I wasn’t expecting to hear your … More Dear Charlie
Overheard Girl on the PA making morning announcements: “Good luck to the cross country team as they take on arch rival Reidsville High school today.” Student in my class: “Is that really the name of the school?” Another student in my class: “Yeah, Reidsville. Like the town?” Student in my class: “Oh. I thought they … More Things that make me laugh so hard*
Spoken by Chi McBride on the Ellen Degeneres Show: “I’m so unfamiliar with the gym I call it James.”
Today I called my clinic to find out when I would need to order my sperm, what number I would need to call with my OPK surge, etc. The woman with the answers is Peggy, and Peggy and I have talked several times before, but today Peggy was on another line so I got her … More What? Wait! Press what?
There’s a Cheryl Wheeler song called “Is it peace or is it Prozac?” I find myself asking a similar question this morning: Is it Clomid, or am I a bitch? When I took Clomid before I started having odd dreams, and then I was pregnant and my dreams turned downright bizarre. I started a new … More "Don’t make me go all Missy Elliot on your ass!"
Remember my glorious reunion a few weeks ago with the Starbucks decaf 2% latte? While I was waiting for my drink that morning I tasted a sample of a new muffin ‘Bucks is selling as part of the “fall coffee lineup.” It was a teeny square of what I later discovered to be a pumpkin … More All that is right with the world
I would really like to blog about the fight that occurred in our gymnasium on Tuesday afternoon involving three 18 year old boys who started throwing punches over who could bench press the highest weight. I’d like to recount how a coach tried (unsuccessfully) to stop the fight by tripping the boys with a power … More The post I’m not writing
So Saturday was my paternal grandmother’s 85th birthday, and my Aunt Mary invited the whole family to her lake house in upstate South Carolina to celebrate. (It’s gorgeous there, by the way, and lakefront living rocks, man. I’m now shopping for lakefront property.) I hauled my butt out of bed early Saturday and drove four … More The lavender menace
Living With the Dead
one small corner of the universe 