written Sep 5, 2010...Yesterday, a man riding his bicycle along the same path as my family crashed about 20 feet ahead of me and one of my children.  There was no discernible reason for him to crash.  He had just passed us befpre he veered unexplicably and hard to the left, hitting first the fence and then the ground.  I told my daughter I was ( Read more... )

1001 Things - less than one month left

I found this list while cleaning up my computer and figured I'd see how it's gone without my putting any extra effort into it as a list (apparently, because I haven't looked at it in over a year)

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My elementary-age kids are into the new Silly Bandz bracelet craze and each have a few that their friends have given them or that they've gotten at parties.  When they were playing with them the other day, they noticed that they could make them stick to the windows in the dining room.

A:  Look Vivienne - they stick
V: They don't really stick - it's ( Read more... )

I worked the cupcake sale for St. Patrick's Day at the girls' school this morning.  So many of the kids were decked out in green, eating green food, wearing funny green hats...The music teacher came over and asked the group of parent's if any of us were Irish and whether we thought it made sense that we could celebrate this religious-based holiday ( Read more... )

Last night was the 4th annual Worcester Women Poets event at Quinsig Comm College ( Read more... )

Hung the laundry out yesterday and today - lots of wind turning the sheets to sails - almost got clocked in the head a couple of times by the spinning laundry line.

Cat brought us the first murdered chipmunk of the season - seemed to put him in good spirits (the cat, not the chipmunk - the chipmunk was completely dead on the doorstep).

A (examining V's valentine class list):  Why to the boys names come first and then the girls names?

V: I don't know.  Maybe because men were first on earth.

A: Yeah, Adam...

V: (Indiginantly) No.  Cave MEN. 

( Dear Steven Moffat )

nope, I forgot, sorry sweetie, your mom has the memory of a dead fish ( Read more... )

I am seriuosly fighting the urge to come up with a big list of things I need to do in the new year. Trying, trying, trying to slow down in time for Christmas to not feel like it ran me over with a mac truck full of glitter and piney air fresheners. I am also trying not to look at my list of things I planned to do in 2009 (that I didn't, mainly ( Read more... )