It’s cancer. Something awful ending in -oma. Ugh.
In other news, Mama very much likes a boy. At least we’ve got that going for us.
Monthly Archives: June 2007
This time, just the good and the really bad.
06.28.07 –
the good, the bad and the Bugly
06.26.07 –
Well, it’s day four of Bug’s extended stoner session. Apparently kitty narcotics are more effective than Mommy’s Pinot, leaving my munchkin incredibly and enviably out of it. Which is a good thing, considering the five-inch incision on his side that I trust left more than one of you aghast.
For these 96 hours I’ve felt somewhat [...]
this’ll be the top post when mom finally discovers my blog
06.23.07 –
Sweet baby Jebus. I’m starting to think that Pa Ingalls and the gang really missed out given that they didn’t have the electronics when they were courting their mates, shearing sheep and avoiding the consumption. Because it’s come to my recent attention that few things are as shamefully enjoyable as flirtation carried out [...]
buggles magee
06.20.07 –
I sometimes blow things out of proportion. But when last night I saw a thing - a bulge, the kind you’d see even if you weren’t looking directly at it - poking out of Bug’s side, I thought I might stop breathing.
His hair must just be sticking up.
It wasn’t. The bump was round and hard. [...]
cut, color, clarity, carat
06.18.07 –
My snobbery reached new heights this weekend when, during a matinee showing of Spiderman 3, which was surprisingly well attended by other missed-the-boaters, I cringed when I saw the original gold engagement ring Peter contemplated purchasing for MJ. Seriously? I thought while scarfing down badly reheated pretzel bites. That’s the best Spidey can do for [...]
i’m so good at judging people it hurts
06.15.07 –
I understand people buying vanity plates, but I’ve never really understood the ones that praise famous people other than Jesus. Today I was behind a Virginia driver whose car bore a license plate that declared its owner a really big Reba McIntyre fan. Seriously? So big that you’d pay money to put [...]
i have a ridiculous hard on for becoming an adult
06.15.07 –
I’m not sure what happened, or when the desire overtook me, but I want to be just as old in my possessions and attendance and attitudes as I am in some of the issues we all face.
Kim and I have been discussing how each of us is clearly bordering on fogieness. Me, in [...]
