Miss Lydia has quickly been getting better. She was cleared to go back to daycare on Friday and is all smiles and giggles. She is still taking the Pink Bubblegum Medicine through most of this week but hopefully that is all she’ll need. She is not a fan of that medicine. I can’t imagine why; […]
Author Archives: Carrie
hey you, get off my lawn
Right around the time Lydia was born I happened to notice something moving around in the natural area beyond the lawn in our back yard through the windows. I looked up in time to see a bright yellow go cart backing up out of the natural area into the trees. I also noticed a trail […]
poor sick taco
About a little over a month ago Lydia got her first cold. No biggie — just a lot of boogers and it died down pretty quick. All the boogers never really went away, though. There was just enough to be a morning nuisance. Last week she started tugging on her ears. Admittedly, I did know […]
three month old taco
Lydia turned three months old wayyyy back on September 23rd. A few days later things got real busy around here with the arrival of her cousin and other accouterments of life, so I’m a wee bit late with this post. Bad Mama. The internet will never forgive you. A few days into her third month […]
cats, poop, and babies are my life right now
Renton has excellent timing, as we all know. Thursday morning he waddles up to where Steven I are getting ready for work and sighs out a low, mournful meow. Uh oh. After checking him out — hot to the touch, generally pissed off — we surmise he is yet again overly constipated and sporting a […]
4 way stupidity
A 4-way stop sign is supposed to be a simple concept. However, when half of the people around here are Southern Gentlemen and the other half are Yankee Imbeciles the concept is just lost.
gameday at Auburn
It’s Gameday! No baseball jokes, please. And this week, Gameday — the show — is at Auburn for the LSU game. Lydia and I are watching it, the Yakkers right there with Jordan-Hare Stadium behind them. Every once in a while they flash a lovely shot of something like Samford Hall behind them. It makes […]
stupidity
Never never never never NEVER get your rings re-sized when you’re pregnant. Never.
engineer
While heading to work yesterday I got stopped at the railroad crossing — a train approacheth. I was pleased because I had been able to turn left onto the main road before the traffic backed up. In fact, I was first in line. A rarity, indeed. As the train began to get nearer, I marveled […]
hop on pop
NOT a phrase to be used during foreplay. One could get the giggles.