Yes, that was my letter from the IRS. I misfiled our tax extension. My husband, who is hilarious, wrote a letter to the IRS asking for clemency due to new-baby-induced Jello Brain. The IRS, who are apparently also hilarious, quoted him in their response. I scanned the letter and he…
Continue reading...My young daughter is eating solid food. She has two lower teeth, which she uses to great effect, scraping away like a reverse-squirrel. This is an exciting time for my husband and I, since we get to share some of our favorite foods with her. We also get to see…
Continue reading...Breastpumping My commute to work Taking a shower The three block walk to return my library books Sleeping Leaning on my similarly exhausted husband and staring vacantly at something on a screen **UPDATE** I just finished Tina Fey’s new book Bossypants and was put to shame by her fantastic list…
Continue reading...In case anyone is interested in the relative effects of a New Baby, I ran a few numbers this morning. -65% Cussing -50% Cups of Coffee Consumed -98% Cups of Coffee Consumed While Still Warm -98% Alcohol Consumed Before Childbirth +98% Alcohol Consumed After Childbirth +50% Loads of Laundry/Week +100%…
Continue reading...Chuck works on motorcycles, and I’m a kitchen clean freak. We used to go through a shameful amount of paper towels. Like, buy in bulk, hate-the-earth, bulldoze-Costa-Rica amounts. Then my friend Skud gave me a great idea. I cut up a cheap jersey sheet I had kicking around (those things…
Continue reading...This is my dad, the best joker in the world. Who else would dance to “Re: Your Brains” (Jonathan Coulton’s Zombie song) at his daughter’s wedding? My dad, the legally blind man who taught me to drive a stick shift. This is the guy who plopped me in front of…
Continue reading...My parents visited this weekend, bringing birthday presents with them. As usual, these gifts were thoughtful, appropriate, kind, and Extremely Heavy. It all started in a few years ago. I had recently moved to Ann Arbor, Michigan for graduate school, and had increased my distance from “home” by about 30…
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