Quote of the day…
Pleasure for an hour, a bottle of wine; pleasure for a year, marriage; pleasure for a lifetime, a garden. — Chinese saying
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I’m picky about my hot and sour soup
I grew up outside of Chicago, heading down to Chinatown with my family at least once a month. Dim sum…YUM! The family of a dear friend had a Chinese restaurant in my hometown and I ate there frequently. My dad …
Cause, meet Effect
So I took a peek at my stats over the last couple of weeks, and holy heck, the chart looks like the Dow Jones over the last several months. So I checked my last post…and there hasn’t been a whole …
Doing researchification on the internets
Tom’s brother, Gary, has been researching their family tree. It has branches upon branches that surprise us. Tom is not only distantly related to the Current Occupant, but the Current Vice-Occupant as well. Ewww… The only bright side is that …
NOW with concentrated Mom-Spit power!
So…does anyone have any great tips for getting paint out of carpet? Dried paint? Other than ripping up that builder-grade crap and laying down laminate wood flooring? Why, you ask? Because we survived the Casa de Chaos Annual Memorial Day …
She took my idea!
I saw this news story today and was insulted they took my idea! I’ve threatened to put A on eBay since birth. Um, daily. When he was younger it may have been hourly. I can’t remember, those days stole my …
A BOOK? And a review…
Momumo tagged me for my reading material: Here are the rules: 1. Pick up the nearest book. 2. Open to page 123. 3. Find the fifth sentence. 4. Post the next three sentences. 5. Tag five people and post a …
Updates
I suppose I should have mentioned yesterday that we’re all fine here. The storms and tornadoes were all north of here and missed us. We had a bit of rain and hail and that’s it. Pure luck. A is still …
In a tight little circle
When Tom was 12 his house was destroyed by a tornado. He, his younger siblings, and his mom were in the basement at the time. He’s not a fan of bad storms. Neither am I. My first year teaching I …
Spring has finally sprung
Know how I know spring is finally here? Is it the leaves on the trees? No. Is it that I’ve finally purchased (and Tom planted) my spring flowers/vegetables/ground cover? No. Is it that, holy hell, the boys are out of …