I want to get off of our canine tragedy and talk a bit about the rest of our makeshift family holiday. Starting at the end with the cricket on Sunday. Dr.O’C and I took the boys to the third day of the second test between Australia and the West Indies. I had hoped to wow and woo you [...]
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Somethin’ filled up my heart with nothin’, someone told me not to cry.
It was an idyllic scene. Walking the beach at Carrickalinga in the late afternoon sunshine, the remnants of the previous days’ storm surge crashing onto the golden sand. My parents, grandmother, Boy Z, Timmins and I strolling along the beach, intermittently tossing a ball to the dog. The sound of Boy Z’s laughter and the [...]
I bide my time kicking up the sand
There is a possibility that I am becoming obsessed about food. My guest post for The Greenists is about food. Again. Still, I think it is pretty good so you should go and check it out.
The research for this one freaked me out a little bit. I try to trudge through life looking pretty much right [...]
I’m no philosopher. I am no poet.
Nor much of a writer either. I’ve spent a couple of days trying, and failing, to figure out the best way to write about what was a wonderful weekend. I’ve given up. And decided to let my handy little point and shoot, which spent the weekend in my pocket, tell you instead.
Friday:
Boy Z came to ‘work’ with [...]
If I had hands I’d be a writer, if I had brains I’d be a man
This was going to be a different kind of post. I was going to write about how, come the middle of August every year when I was in elementary school, I got bored. How at some point during the dog days, summer ground to a halt and I got excited about going back to school. [...]
Game Day: Swallowing the ocean edition
Formerly Fun’s Chris suggested posting a side-by-side shot of Boy Z and Not Max. Everyone who has seen Not Max remarks on how much he looks like his brother, so I thought it would be an interesting experiment. I went one step further and put them in the same outfit. Both photos were taken at [...]
Believe me, all our days here are unsure.
Why didn’t those of you with multiple spawn warn me that having two kids was four times as much work as having one kid?* I might have taken action – a vow of abstinence after Boy Z was born or something.
My Spring Break thus far has been a battle. A battle with Not Max over [...]
Game Day: It’s nothing personal, you see
Boy Z demonstrates what we do with hogs down here in the deep, deep south…
It’s the Dawgs versus the Hogs today as the Georgia Bulldogs head into Fayetteville for a match-up with the Arkansas Razorbacks. It’s been a while since these two teams squared off – 2005 in Athens (a 23-2o win for the Dawgs) [...]
Game Day: The Birthday Edition
Today was Boy Z’s second birthday. He’s dozing soundly, content in a sugar induced coma after a small party with some friends. Dr. O’C put in a command performance, whipping up a digger cake that made the boy’s eyes dance. He was devastated when we cut it up to serve it. Days like this, watching [...]
You always told me Father’s Day was just another way of selling Hallmark greeting cards
Yesterday was Father’s Day in Australia. I’d love to report that it was a paragon of parenthood, a day spent in a gauzy sepia tone image of fatherhood.
But it wasn’t. It was blustery and wet, rendering us home bound for most of the day. It was filled with crying children and and irritable adults and [...]
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