Monthly Archives: January 2011

While driving home with my $75 dollar brisket that weighed nearly 5 lbs, I felt as if I had a dead body beside me. In fact, it reminded me of the scene with the horse’s head in The Godfather. However, … Continue reading →

The other day I went to the lone butcher for a brisket. But let me explain… It’s filthy. It stinks of bleach and blood. It’s filthy. So…why shop there, you wonder? Because it’s the only kosher butcher on the island … Continue reading →

Well, I went for my third haircut and again, came out with 1/16th of a trim. Maybe I’m not expressing myself clearly… or maybe I come off as too indecisive but… I showed the second hairdresser my faux photo of … Continue reading →

I can’t take it. My two tots walk around with their paci’s like old ladies walk around with their ciggies hanging out of their mouths. So after a sleepless night, in a fit of desperation, I made good on my … Continue reading →

I decided to make the party favors for my child’s birthday; pillow cases. I know, “send me an invite now!” you jest. But really, who wouldn’t love a pillow case? It’s home made; unique; lasting. I could have given the … Continue reading →

Irie said as I was pumping. “And all I need is the three rail fence,” I said. Just then, she opened the baby gate at the top of the steps from where I was sitting. All I could do is … Continue reading →

This past weekend I made the mistake of taking my children to see the beloved Benji in theaters; mistake is an understatement. Let’s rewind to the Tangled/Toy Story debacle: the fears that ensued from the dark characters. I should have … Continue reading →

Tonight, N.Non-Eater decided she wanted to try Salmon. She liked it as a child and has been on a break from nutritious meals for almost a year now. Unfortunately, I made the error of asking her if she wanted to try her … Continue reading →

I’ve decided that we need two stalls in our Powder Room. That, and a troth for food in the kitchen.

This evening when hubby took Irie home, all hell broke loose. It all started when N.Non-Eater was playing in the playroom while I was feeding Eats All Day and Night and Eater informed me that she’d made sissy on the … Continue reading →