Archives for September 2014

Hello, ER.

Yesterday the Little Kidlet and I spent some quality time at the emergency room. The day started normally. In the morning, Little Kidlet and I were lounging on the couch when I noticed he had a bruise on his shoulder. Poked it, and TheBoy looked over and asked if Little Kidlet had a black eye. Because his eye was swollen. Really swollen, and getting more swollen as we looked at him. Assuming it was an allergic reaction to something, we gave him some Benadryl for the swelling and put a cold compress on it- and debated whether or not to…

Juice in the Box, another one down.

Today’s story is about the ongoing saga of the Kidlets vs Juice in the Box. As I wrote last time, I’d bought one for each kid – they’re reusable juice boxes that are watertight and “practically indestructible.” Then Oldest Kidlet lost his, and it was the end of the world. But back to the latest, and note that they say practically indestructible. Little Kidlet had been using his every day – right up until the hinges on the lid broke. Making it so that the straw was never shut off, and would leak everywhere. We have no idea how it…

Not quite ready for some posts yet.

You might have guessed that there are a lot of things going on the world that I probably have opinions about. Like the NFL or Emma Watson’s speech for the UN that 4Chan is being creepy about. And I do have lots of opinions, but the last one is sort of triggery for me at the moment. For those unfamiliar with the term, it refers to something that reminds you of previous events – in my case, the whole tape thing. The idea that a group of people think that releasing pictures would make her behave a certain way is…

Zorro: a trip to the vet and the weirdness of pet food.

In our very full house, we have a cat named Zorro. He’s our cat, not the in-laws. In fact, he’s 14, and adopted TheBoy and I one day. Other than the brief reign of terror when we moved into this house and he decided he’d be the Alpha Cat, he’s pretty mellow- though very vocal. Over last weekend (not the one that just ended, but the one before), he was puking. A lot. So I took away his food, and noticed that he was just sort of off. Not really talking, just sort of laying there- and he’s a talker,…

Stolen Photos and The Thing I’m Finally Writing About

As I’m sure everyone heard by now, a lot of female celebrities had nude pictures leaked over the weekend. Leaked. Isn’t it amazing that the media uses that word instead of stolen? Because leaked makes it sound so harmless, so much less violating than something being stolen and put on the internet where anyone can view them. I hope nobody who reads this blog helped spread them. I hope that nobody believes any of the sexist garbage that the media has been spewing either.I’ve heard a lot of ridiculous garbage from radio DJs and TV talking heads – about how…