Archive for September, 2008
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Saturday, September 27th, 2008The last post about the portrait studio left out a few small details. Like the fact that it was pretty dirty. Grungy background curtains, and the toy props just looked…icky.
And the fact that I almost LOST IT when the photographer touched Emily Kate’s face in a futile attempt to wake her up.
And that I spent [...]
smiling and saying “aaarrgghh”
Wednesday, September 24th, 2008Dear District Manager of the Portrait Studio We Visited Today (which I shan’t name here but rhymes with a certain train wreck of a pop star who inexplicably won a lot of awards on the VMAs a few weeks ago):
Lately, I’ve had an urge to get a family portrait taken. Seeing as how Alex hasn’t [...]
tell me i’m not alone
Tuesday, September 16th, 2008I’ve come to the startling conclusion that I hate to cook. I want to like cooking, the same way I want to like skiing and camping and amusement park rides. But I just don’t.
I hate to bake, I don’t know the difference between saute and fry, in short…any type of culinary creativeness just makes me feel [...]
plays well with others
Monday, September 15th, 2008Yesterday afternoon, Alex and I took a trip to the bookstore. We go there because there is a whole section devoted to kid’s books and toys, and it was too dang hot to play outside.
After a whirlwind tour through the kid’s books, in which Alex picked up books and handed them to me then raced ahead as [...]
