Why I Quit Being a Vegetarian
I shamelessly stole this from Dooce. (Thanks, Heather.) This perfectly sums up my feelings about bacon.
4 comments January 14th, 2008
I shamelessly stole this from Dooce. (Thanks, Heather.) This perfectly sums up my feelings about bacon.
4 comments January 14th, 2008
As we’re in the bathroom getting ready for bed, Craig is brushing his teeth. When he spits out the toothpaste, he aims it at a mysterious black spot on the sink bowl, left there by the kids. The black spot remains unmoved.
Me: Hahahahaha!
Craig: You liked that?
Me: Yeah, I like how you thought you were helping.
Craig: Just doing my part with the housework.
Me (rolling my eyes and leaving the bathroom): Yes. I know.
Craig (calling after me as he closes the door): Now I’m going to clean the toilet!
1 comment January 10th, 2008
Macky: There’s only one more year until George Bush isn’t president anymore.
Me: That’s right.
Macky: Do you think he’s mad right now?
2 comments January 10th, 2008
Our family attends a Quaker meeting where two of the members are a husband and wife whose last name is Nail. One morning, the Nails stood up and made an announcement. In the car on the way home, our children were riding in the back (with Will sitting directly behind Craig) while Craig and I made chit-chat.
Craig: I was just thinking about the Nails—
Will: I was just thinking about screws.
3 comments January 8th, 2008
I’ve always appreciated Conan O’Brien, but this takes my love to a whole new level. Way to step it up under pressure, Conan.
I’m having flashbacks of watching “The Mandrell Sisters” with my parents. I wanted to be Louise Mandrell. Yes, I’m that old. And that dorky.
1 comment January 8th, 2008

I feel sick to my stomach, have been rocking back and forth, since hearing the news about Benazir Bhutto’s assassination. The first female prime minister in the Muslim world, a woman trying to transform the world, a mother. I feel like Pakistan just lost their Bobby Kennedy. I’m in shock.
2 comments December 27th, 2007
Will: Mama, I’m your friend forever. I’m your friend all the way to the United States, to the galaxies. I’m your friend to the future!
Me: Wow, that’s a lot.
Will: I’m your friend even after I’m dead. I hope I get buried next to you. I can dig a hole and we can hold hands.
Me: …
Will: Unless I dig a bigger hole, and I crawl into your part.
Me: …
Will: UNLESS! I dig a hole and get out!
****LATER (AFTER I TELL CRAIG THIS STORY)***
Craig: I’m not so much about the digging a hole, about getting buried. I’d like to have my ashes scattered across the Deschutes, over my favorite fishing hole.
Me: So what’s going to happen to me?
Craig (helpfully): You could learn to fish.
Me: Maybe they could just scatter my ashes over a library.
3 comments December 2nd, 2007
Oh, man! I just saw the best movie I’ve seen in years. Seriously. Reverend Billy is AWESOME! Go see this movie if it is humanly possible. I AM NOT KIDDING. Boy howdy, would I love to buy him and his wife a cup of non-Starbucks coffee. As seen in Newsweek. I heard that Reverend Billy will also be on Dateline this week (check your local listings). Check out this page, and watch for updates, to see if What Would Jesus Buy? is, or will be, playing near you.
Add comment November 24th, 2007
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My poor nephew has to work Black Friday at Target. These guys have the right idea.
1 comment November 23rd, 2007
In this month’s Zen, I explore the thought-provoking nature of this year’s Halloween.
The day Eugenia and I bought her witch dress, black hat, green make-up and warty costume nose, she announced to the cashier: “I’m going to be a wicked witch!” Then she thought about it a moment. “No,” she reconsidered. “I’m going to be a good witch.” Luckily, it isn’t either/or. She’ll be both in her lifetime, just like me.
3 comments November 14th, 2007
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