It’s never a good thing when you’re sitting in your office with the door closed, your canine napping quietly at your feet, and you hear a tiny little phhhhtt. Dog farts in enclosed spaces are not pleasant.
You say aluminium, I say aluminum
We have a CD that gets a lot of play in our car. Too much if you ask me. It’s by the infamous Wiggles, and it features catchy little songs about going to the dentist, digging in the garden, walking in Central Park, and the like. There’s one about airplanes, […]
The things that fathers teach their sons
You really should come over to our house for story time. You’d get a big kick out of it. I sure do. There’s me, Mommy, who reads the story with inflection and as much fun as I can muster. And then there’s him, Daddy, who reads the story with the […]
How much caffeine is too much?
I’ve been having trouble sleeping lately. I know people who brag about how they can function just fine on five hours of sleep. Not me. No way. No how. Seven works. Eight is better. Five stinks. Four, well, that’s just unbearable. So I grabbed a mocha this morning. Then I […]
Grey matter (or lack thereof)
There are times when I think my brain has vacated my skull. Too many times really. Does spacey-ness come along with age, or is it just me? I’m a writer by trade. A huge reader on top of that. Words are some of my favorite things in life. And spelling […]
GR Miscellaney
Went on a walkabout downtown yesterday with some fellow Flickr peeps. It was a fun time. We explored some of the Heartside area, which I’d never really traversed on foot before. I’ve driven Division plenty of times by car, but it was a new experience to tromp past the storefronts […]
Dinner in 15 minutes
Tomato and Goat Cheese Pizza. Inspired by fresh cherry tomatoes from the garden. With enough left over for lunch tomorrow. I must be feeling slightly better if I’m in the mood to cook. I’m heading to bed early, though, to catch up on the sleep I’ve been missing this week. […]
I am not narcissistic
I am simply playing around with conversion methods. And my kid doesn’t often cooperate. Because he’s two. I sharpened this one too much, I think. Oh, fudge.