Rabble rousin’
I know someone who fits that description, and he loves to stir some shit every now and again.
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Monday night party blogging*!
I have gotten the boy into the car and out of the house a couple of times these past few days, first when my sister visited (he slept through our lunch at Chili’s and then let us cart him around the Dollar Tree and Burlington Coat Factory — what a sport!) and again Saturday and today as I let Ray sleep in and I went around town, visiting friends and reacquainting myself with the world…
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To the boy: Your dad
Still life with bored, meditating man and dying flowers It has been a tense few months of anticipation, little one, but today we found out that your dad passed the bar, bringing him one step closer to his dream of being a slick shyster who works out of the back of his Honda. It’s important to chase your dreams, son, even if your clutch goes out.
movies the manfriend
The Honda lawyer
We watched The Lincoln Lawyer the other night and now Ray wants to work out of the back of a car. He decided it’d be the perfect opportunity to use a tagline — “The lawyer who comes to YOU!” I suggested that the forgo a car altogether and just get an unmarked white van. I’m here to help.
pregnancy the manfriend
This has to become a nursery
The Babytime people are delivering the crib tomorrow morning and an electrician is coming to repair some outlets so I can move all this stuff into the back bedroom, which needs to be the new office. I’ve got yardsale stuff stacked everywhere and it’s impossible to move stuff when there is no spare room to move other stuff out of the way. I cleaned a spot for the crib and decided I’d had enough, and…
pregnancy the manfriend
Week twenty-three
This week has been blessedly free of medical freakouts and frantic internet searches leading to endless threads of panicked women posting their diagnoses and speculating about what they mean. In other words, this week has been a breeze. Okay, sort of. My body is starting to do some crazy shit that is taking its toll on me. It feels sometimes like my organs are in danger of falling out, either through my gut or through…
it's true — I'm crazy pregnancy the manfriend
Week eighteen
I had a hormonal hissy-fit yesterday while making a third batch of test cupcakes. I had piped in the colored filler and was ready to top them all off with the canned frosting I bought a week ago, when I realized the can was deliriously lighter than it had been the last time I had used a mere week ago on my first test batch. The top was messy and full of icing, and I…
relationships the manfriend
One year
I met him on a Friday night in front of the Saucer. He was wearing a muted green polo shirt and his hair had gel in it. He offered a warm smile and a nice, easy hug. I was nervous beyond all reason; I’d never even heard his voice and I am bad, baaaaad at dating. We’d just exchanged a few Facebook messages and then some texts so I honestly had no idea what I…
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