Lydia turned a whole six months old back on December 23rd. I had every intention of writing this post then but before I blinked it was Christmas Eve, then Christmas, then more Christmas, then I felt a slight breeze as the end of 2008 flew by and HOLY CRAP IT’S JANUARY! So here we are. […]
Author Archives: Carrie
the house on main
*[Ed. note: written for my aunt’s requested Christmas Theme: a memory that occurred in their house, meaning the one my great grandparents and grandparents lived in — the one they now inhabit.] ___________________________________ I have been ransacking the 8mm reel films of memories in my head, trying to come up with the best memory, the […]
I should just run a tape recorder at family gatherings
Steven’s grandfather: “Come on over here, Lydia, and sit in my lap so we can take a nap together.” Steven’s grandmother: “Where is your lap?!”
I’ve come to the realization that people see me, first and foremost, as a woman
I really never thought that this would be a problem, or at least one that would irritate me. As a girl, I was raised to believe that girls are TOTALLY AWESOME and can do as much, if not more than, boys. Back then I thought it was great that while us girls could wear both […]
can’t win for losing
This year I made a change in my present-wrapping material to derail Renton’s nutty habits. Tecnically, you could say it worked — he hasn’t been caught munching under the tree once. The problem, again, is Hermione. She seems to have a taste for raffia. Once again I am faced with presenting gifts encrusted with a […]
no vulgarity around the taco
The Husband and I thought that once Lydia arrived, our more swarthy habits would phase out on their own. That has proven to not be the case. After a particularly loud burp while holding the girlie, we decided we should do something to curb our habits. The ‘quarter in a jar’ trick was quickly ruled […]
hypothetically speaking, of course
Steven: “Hypothetically, if we filled up a vacuum cleaner bag, where would I find more?” Me: “Sears.” Steven: “No, I mean in the house.” Me: “Oh, the utility closet.” Steven: “Hypothetically, if there weren’t any there, then where would they be?” Me: “Then hypothetically, we would be out. Hey, what if, hypothetically, you were to […]
five month old taco
Yesterday Lydia turned five months old. Happily, a Sunday, my optimistic self thought I would be able to post this on the day itself but, alas, Lydia decided it would be a Screaming Day. So here we are. Lydia’s grabbiness continued this past month, so the Excersaucer was set up for her. There is a […]
infant stimulation overload
Ran into this on Amazon. Model child doth not look happy. Looks freaked out, in fact. I would be too, kid. I would be, too.
common thoughts
Ooh, GAMEDAY! Georgia game, too. You know it’s been a less than stellar season for both football programs when this game falls in the 11:30 a.m. slot. Ouch. Well, War Eagle! ‘Tis my favorite game! ___________________________________ The other day I was going over a wordy eleven page ordinance concerning tree conservation for a city in […]