( prayer for Sunday )

 The Super Bowl is the 2nd biggest food holiday in America, after Thanksgiving. And this year Darrell's beloved Steelers are playing. So what are we making for the feast?

The NYT recommends pork rinds, which are a little too Hannibal Lecter for me. Mm, no thanks. The Food Network is going for hot dogs, always a safe choice, though they try to fancy ( Read more... )

Bleach is one hot mess, isn't it?

I am sitting on the sofa, trying not to fall asleep. Outside the window there is gray sky above and heavy, wet snow below, bending the branches of the trees down to the ground. They are bowed but unbroken. When the snow melts they'll reach up again. The rest of my garden is not so lucky. So many of my garden friends squashed flat! I'll have massive ( Read more... )

Ever since I took that promotion last summer my work life has felt overwhelming. Every week I'm just so, so grateful to get to Friday. Let's hear it for Friday! This particular Friday is fairly frigid, and tomorrow promises to be even worse. Our weather dudes say it will be the coldest winter day thus far, with temps never getting out of the 20s. I ( Read more... )

I should be at work right now, and the girls should be at school. But the ice storm that was supposed to graze us lingered longer than expected, so school for both girls was cancelled and the university has a delayed opening. I may not go in at all--my driveway, which has a fairly sharp slope down to the street, is a distressingly solid sheet of ( Read more... )

 Holy crow, this mother is kind of nuts. You never let your kid go on a sleepover? Or a playdate? That seems excessive. ( Read more... )

 Today, it was 28 degrees outside and about 55 degrees in my building--in part because of the missing wall, but more because the construction necessitated shutting off heat to the building at around 11, and it didn't come back on till 4:30 or so. And tomorrow it's supposed to snow! Can I go back to bed now, please? Wake me when it's spring ( Read more... )

Life has been busy, which means that the weeks seem both very long--as in, "how am I going to make it through this week?" long--and very short--as in "how am I going to get all my stuff done this week?" short. But here we are, Friday again, and though I've got a weekend of errands and chores ahead of me I am very thankful indeed for the small mercy ( Read more... )

2011, really? I could have sworn it was the 1990s just a little while ago. I’m glad to put 2010 behind me and hope that 2011 will decline to kick my butt quite as hard.

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