Monthly Archives: May 2008

School’s Out

Today was Monkey’s last day of school for the year. Actually it was his very first last day of school! There was a pizza party and everything. But frankly, I don’t know how I’m going to survive summer, spring break … Continue reading

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Cue The Angel Choir

Today, after its absence of too many weeks, the sweet song of the dishwasher is once again heard throughout the House. Music to my ears. Please forgive me, dishwasher, I’m sorry I ever called you “alleged dishwasher.” I swear that … Continue reading

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How Did This Happen?

OK, so I’m a morning person now. Not by choice, mind you, by coercion. Hubby and I were married eleven years before Monkey came along. We decided to wait a sensible six years before jumping in parenthood, but then were … Continue reading

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Stage Fright

Today was a special and scary day for Monkey, it was his very first school program. His adorable little Pre-K class stood on the stage in the gymnasium and sung seven cute songs. Well, the rest of his class did. … Continue reading

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Belated

I meant to write about Mother’s Day weekend way before now, but such is life. Friday was my open house at nursing school, where I was inundated with valuable information; and I’m really glad they gave us paper versions of … Continue reading

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Haunted Happenings at the House

Of late, the House of the Burning Prairie has been a veritable hotbed of ghostly activity. OK, not exactly a hotbed, but it has been rather active. And in some new areas. The master bedroom has been the site of … Continue reading

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Confluence and Divergence

The entirety of my life has been an exercise in hiding my true self from others. From the earliest times I can remember, I have felt alien, outsider, unwelcome. The differences between my family and myself showed up too early … Continue reading

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