Because I am a lady, and I can get away with things like this. (Now let’s hope I got the @#&*$^% video links to work right for once.) Read more
Because I am a lady, and I can get away with things like this. (Now let’s hope I got the @#&*$^% video links to work right for once.) Read more
And I hope you appreciate how much time I spent fruitlessly searching for a sound clip of Yosemite Sam’s evil laughter, so you could really understand how I felt while I was writing today’s piece, which is an example of me heeding the advice of my readers and making an attempt to be more kind and less negative allatime.* *No, it’s not. Read more
Don’t let go. Read more
Here ya go, fresh from my just-back-from-camping brain. Oh, and I forgot one more thing: kids will eat anything, absolutely anything, if you stick it on a stick. Will post pictures if I can find the cord, which we may or may not have accidentally packed and then accidentally let loose in the wilds of Massachusetts. Read more
Are you at an appropriate level of freakout? And, because I never get tired of it, here is one of the reasons we quit homeschooling: and here is the attendant, admittedly rather skimpy explanation. We are so lucky that we have a wonderful charter school half an hour away (which is why, in about a week, I’m going to resume moaning and groaning about how much time I spend in the car); but we also used the local public school... Read more
“A Letter To My Sad, Skinny Single Self” is up today. Boy, that was a harder assignment than I expected it to be. What advice would you give to your pre-relationship self? Read more
Is this what the Holy Spirit wants from you? Really? Read more
This is one of the dishtowels which we got for a wedding present almost fifteen years ago. See today’s post for context, sorta. (I put it in sepia tones so it would look like one of those romantic wedding photos that people do.) And yes, fine, I’ll throw it out now. Sheesh. Read more
Hi, I’m The Jerk. You might remember me from that time the USCCB named me the second worst fictional Catholic on the internet. Fine, fine. I can be the bigger man and accept defeat. I would like to know what tipped the scales. Before I ruin Simcha’s chances at ever being invited to speak at some money-bags event, like The Catholic Ladies for Muslim Fashion Awards, I better get on with the movie. RED DAWN Remember that time when... Read more
Oops, forgot to link up. It’s about interpreting dreams. Had any luck? Read more