2017-03-10T10:54:58-05:00

It is an odd day, and I feel I’ve passed from sunrise to sunset in a kind of haze. There’s the hunger that’s always there on Ash Wednesday. Mine is less than most. I still have two nurslings and cannot make it through the day on as little as I’d like, although I try to make it through the day on as little as I need. There’s something else about this day, though. A sort of mistiness, a sense of... Read more

2017-03-10T10:55:00-05:00

 Happy Mardi Gras! Yay! I love Mardi Gras. I always have, even when I didn’t celebrate Lent. For some reason, the idea of the great feast before the fast has always made sense to me. This probably dates back to the various and sundry diets I was perpetually on as a (not at all overweight) teenager, wherein I would make a million peanut butter chocolate chip cookies, eat them throughout the day, interspersed with nachos at some point, go to... Read more

2017-03-10T10:55:02-05:00

I always forget about the Saturday Evening Blog Post until the first Saturday of the month rolls around, and then I’m delighted to see Elizabeth Esther’s updated blog on my sidebar! In case you’re new around here, this is how the Saturday Evening Blog Post works: you choose a post of yours from the last month, link to it on EE’s linky widget, remember to leave her a comment thanking her (it’s just polite, people), then go back to your... Read more

2017-03-10T10:55:04-05:00

Guess what? Quick takes is being hosted by the darling Betty Beguiles this week! So head over there to read the rest of the Quick Takes, link up yourself, and while you’re there spend some time clicking around Betty’s blog. She’s got some great things to say, and you’ll get from her what you’ll never, ever get from me…posts on fashion! #7 My Wonderful, Wonderful Friend I’m not actually friends with Courtney Cox, but my friend kind of looks like... Read more

2017-03-10T10:55:06-05:00

http://www.youtube.com/get_player Liam thinks that getting hit repeatedly in the face with his sister’s doll is hysterical. We agree. Read more

2017-03-10T10:55:08-05:00

Just now, I was reading an article that Leila linked to on facebook and I inadvertently let my eyes wander down to the comments section. I really try not to do this except on blogs I know and trust, because everyone knows that comments boxes are littered with loons. But for some reason, maybe lack of coffee, maybe excess of clinging children, I started perusing the comments. I came across one comment pointing out that a previous commenter was too... Read more

2017-03-10T10:55:10-05:00

My kitchen counters are covered with cookies. I’m in heaven. So are my children. Here’s why. Why my counters are covered in cookies, that is. Not why I’m in heaven. It should be obvious why I’m in heaven. This year, the Ogre and I have decided to make a family sacrifice for Lent. (read: I insisted, the Ogre grudgingly agreed, with the caveat that he’s never giving up sugar in his coffee so I might as well not even ask.)... Read more

2017-03-10T10:55:12-05:00

This was a strange weekend. Very strange, actually, and I’m really out-of-sorts today because of it. Friday night I had a — I feel cheesy and moronic even saying this — so, well, I think I had some sort of demonic encounter. I went to bed at around eleven. The baby didn’t want to sleep so I left him with the Ogre, who was watching a movie. I got in bed and began saying my rosary, which I say every... Read more

2017-03-10T10:55:13-05:00

This Friday would be so much better if I didn’t have the cold from Hell. Seriously. Having a child in preschool is like living with a petri dish of minor illnesses, who likes to snot all over you. It’s awesome. If you’re still reading this after that lovely description, you shall be rewarded with Quick Takes! #7 Out of Curiosity I just looked back through my previous quick takes to see how many times I mentioned being sick. I was... Read more

2017-03-10T10:55:15-05:00

I want to start this post by thanking all of you for your incredible comments on my Daughter of Eve post. It wasn’t exactly an easy post to write; I like to think that my life is a little more together, that I’m thrilled to be a stay-at-home mom, that I find fulfillment in laundry and cooking. (Actually I do find fulfillment in cooking, but you know what I mean.) But there has always been that undercurrent, even in the... Read more

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