This one may not go down well, considering the demographics of my readership.
As a general rule, I try to avoid getting sucked into comment stream dramas – mostly because I have better things to do with life. In most cases, I don’t even go back to a post after I’ve left a comment, just in [...]
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An open letter to a stay-at-home-Mum
And that’s how I ‘came your humble narrator, to be living so easy and free
I’m all over the place today – it’s getting to that time of the year when my two jobs converge, meaning that I have two play two roles in an equally half-assed manner. In my role as lecturer, I had to cancel a practical this morning because we couldn’t find any human DNA to use. [...]
Mercy’s eyes are blue when she places them in front of you
I can’t really do a travelogue post about our just ended week away on Kangaroo Island. My brain doesn’t work in that linear, Monday we did this, Tuesday we did that. Added to that, our particular holiday was one of isolation from the information world and one of the advantages of unplugging is that the [...]
Late evenings by the fire with little kicks inside her
I missed an important date a couple of weeks ago. Not really surprising as it’s not an official anniversary of anything. But in the scope of what I want to talk about today, it’s an important one. Eight years ago this month, on a frigid mid-Missouri winter night, I met Dr. O’C for the first [...]
It’s power man, power man, driving me insane
A few years ago I became well acquainted with the concept of powerlessness. I’m fully aware and have come to terms with the fact that I have no control over other people, places or things. It’s liberating in some ways, I’m responsible for my own behavior and that’s about it. As long as I don’t [...]
And the course of a lifetime runs over and over again
She’s back and both her boys are elated!
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‘Uh’ is the sound the mother makes when the baby breaks…
Father Muskrat, considering that he is a Snuggli wearing Southern lawyer, made a remarkably prescient comment yesterday:
ha! there’s no way you’re going to make it 10 days.
You may be correct, my rodentious friend. I was under the impression that I was doing slightly more than fifty percent of the parenting around these parts. It has [...]
I’ve always kept a unicorn and I sometimes sing in tune
OK, first off we are not on fire. Thanks for all the e-mails and comments, but the fires that you’ve seen in the news are in Victoria and we’re in South Australia. For American readers, that’s about the distance between Florida and Texas. Frequent commenter and occasional guest poster Jamie asked why so many people [...]
I’m a free born man of the U.S.A.
29 Jan 2009 at 14:22
A Free Man
Australia, Britain, British Artists, Dr. O'C, Irish artists, Music, USA
Do you know what music you want played at your funeral? I do. Not because I’m obsessed with death or anything, far from it. But if you don’t plan for these things some well-meaning relative will play “Goodbye My Lover” by James Frickin’ Blunt or Robbie Williams’ “Angels” or “The Wind Beneath My Wings” for [...]
The Pogues - : Play Now | Play in Popup | Download The Pogues - [2:08m]: Play Now | Play in Popup | Download The Pogues - [4:49m]: Play Now | Play in Popup | DownloadYou can do anything, but lay off of my red plastic shoes
Parents of toddlers, how much does nap time rock? Can I hear a “Hell, yes!”?
But I’m not here to talk about the joys of a couple of hours of peace and quiet in an otherwise chaotic day. I’m here for an “I told you so” moment. Some of you may remember mocking my admittedly questionable [...]
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