Heart of Dixie

The news was playing on the radio as I drove the children to daycare this morning when a story came on about the ongoing water resources battle between Alabama, Tennessee and Georgia. The newscaster informed us of a federal court’s ruling in Georgia’s favor. I sighed audibly. “What’s wrong, Mommy?” Lydia asked. “Oh, Georgia’s trying […]

he’d do anything for yogurt

Carrie: “Hey look, a Buy One Get One Free Yogurt today at Yogurt Mountain! You don’t need a coupon — you just show up!” Steven: “Oooh!” Carrie: “But you’ve gotta show up with your sweetheart. It can’t be your work buddies or something.” Steven: “Awww.” Carrie: “Unless you wanted to be like, ‘Yeah, he’s my […]

"Grasp the subject, the words will follow." — Cato the Elder

On July 4th the three of us were heading down to The Husband’s parents’ house for a 4th of July shin-dig. We were ready for copious amounts of food, swimming, and fun. As I watched the trees fly past the window, I heard the tell-tale sound of a pacifier clinking down the side of a […]

Alagasno

Steven, while on the phone dealing with a billing issue with Alagasco: “So . . . you’re punishing us for being proactive?” “I’m bring up the bill on the website . . . hold on, it’s a pretty crappy website . . .” It is a crappy website, too. There are two separate log-ins — […]

quotes I’ve been meaning to post

Steven’s dad, while holding Lydia and observing me working on Christmas cards: “You’re doing what I need to be doing.” Steven, thinking his dad was talking to Lydia: “What, pooping?” _________________________________ Overheard in J.C. Penney dressing room. These girls were hilarious, but this one was the only thing I wrote down. “No, I like it, […]

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 […]