Monthly Archives: September 2010
The Baby Ate My Brain
I was smart at one point in my life. I had a high IQ. I could pass thermodynamic tests without studying. I had a BS in mechanical engineering and was a senior design engineer. I was confident in my problem solving ability.
And then I got knocked up.
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Book Review: Half the Sky
My book club just read another wonderful nonfiction book that I think everyone would do well to read. Well, at least everyone in a first world country who thinks that giving up their daily “triple grande 140 degree no foam … Continue reading
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FREE!
It’s been a rough couple of weeks. We’re ready to put him out on the street corner like this. Only, I might give him some Cheerios so he isn’t crying when people drive by. That way, they’re more likely to take … Continue reading
Logs: They Suck.
The title of this blog should actually be “logs suck to work with, but they look really amazing once they’re in place.” I love the finished product, but I hate the path that gets us there.
A couple of weeks ago, I wrote a post about Toby and I felling a log for the use on our shop. I just put together a little photo essay on what became of that log and why it’s decidedly NOT my BFF.
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Sick Bay
So, this cold wouldn’t be so bad if I didn’t WET MY PANTS every time I had a coughing fit. For crying out loud, I need to get me some dang ol’ Depends before things get too embarrassing (because announcing to the internet that I’m incontinent isn’t embarrassing AT ALL.) Continue reading
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Dad-isms
Every dad has a few sayings that they’re known for, and my dad is no exception. I love knowing exactly what he’s going to say in any given situation. It’s comforting…and comical. The following is a list of my favorite … Continue reading
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A Very Good Year
Dear Roper,
Or should I just call you Brutus? Son, you are a tank! I think you might be made of lead. And you don’t go around things, you go through them. With authority. Anyway, HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! At 8:28 p.m. you turn one year old.
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