Life in Holland

A lot of people hate Welcome To Holland. I have always loved it.
I’m know all the reasons I’m supposed to hate it. Maybe I shouldn’t admit that I like it so much. Maybe it marks me as easy sell. But I only know that all the times I have needed it to help, [...]

Happy Halloween

Positive

When Mr. E was growing up with his nine million brothers and sisters, occasionally one of the little bastards would do something not so awesome or say something rude to their mom or whine about having to actually put pants on and his mom would probably want to kill them nine times out of ten [...]

Baby Talk

I am coming to terms with the fact that maybe I am not a baby person.
I adore my child. I love nuzzling his stinky little neck fat rolls and I love the face he makes when I try to feed him something disgusting like applesauce (oh, the horrors!) and I love the hoot he lets [...]

Resentment

You know those times when say that you are totally fine with your husband going out of town? And you pretty much ARE totally fine with it and anyway it’s really for work and also he totally deserves it, he works his ass off and when you told him to go you really didn’t even [...]

Fast Food

So it would appear that I have the crabby variety eight month old. No, well, let me qualify that.  Eli is in a fabulous mood, sunshine and kitties and rainbows and all that, as long as you are holding him and lavishing him with attention.  I swear to god, it’s like he has a broken [...]

Five Things I Need to Make

1. the Eggs Benedict from Sunday Brunch at Zanzibar in Ann Arbor. As best I recall, these are a crab cake on a sweet potato biscuit, with two poached eggs and hollandaise. Maybe some greens? I might have to force Sarah to go order this and tell me what else is on it. [...]

Pick Five

Summarized from an article in the New York Times:
If you want to eat more organic food but can’t afford to go all the way, here’s five things that will make a large impact if you switch to organic versions of them.
Hell will freeze over before Mr. E eats organic ketchup though.  He’s composed numerous epic [...]

Happy Birthday, Sweet Girl

She pressed her face into Phoebe’s warm hair.  Soft, soft skin, and her chest, rising and falling; beneath that, the steady pattern of her heart.  Here was the thing that couldn’t be measured, couldn’t be quantified or even explained: Phoebe was herself alone.  You could not, finally, categorize a human being.  You could not presume [...]

After Math

I ran the Detroit Half Marathon in 2 hours 31 minutes and 42 seconds. Or something like that.
During the race I kept thinking it was the worst run of my life. It’s faded a bit since then, so now I will only say it was ONE of the worst runs of my life.
It was a [...]