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Here’s the setup: A., me and kids are coming back from our morning walk outside. I am carrying Ulysses’s bike with a front wheel full of the nastiest dog poo you can imagine. The Dandelion has just decided to start an impromptu potty training 15 minutes ago and took off his diaper.

At the entrance to the building we meet our neighbor, a new father to a 2 weeks old baby girl. He is in his sweats, pale, looking just a little better than what is currently dripping from Ulysses’s bike’s front wheel. He sees us, and...

When I was about 15 I had a really bad fight with my boyfriend. It was the worst fight we had in the entire two years of our relationship. I don’t really remember the details, but I remember we didn’t talk for a few days and I remember that I was very distressed and upset over it, as any desperatly-in-love fifteen years old should be when she has a fight with her boyfriend.

After those few days of silence we found ourselves sitting in his car, shouting at each other and trying to figure this thing out. What upset me the most was that I couldn’t unde...

Halloween is my favorite holiday. First, it’s in the fall, which is my favorite season, (cold enough for soups, warm enough for long walks) (wow, that came out kitschy.) Second, it’s three days after my birthday, (yay, my birthday! Who hasn’t heard about my upcoming birthday yet? Outer Space, it’s my birthday!) And third, the costumes! I lurrrrve the costumes.

Those of you who read me regularly know that I’m a wannabe crafter. I want to be, but I can’t because I’m hopeless when it comes to the actual crafting. That doens&...

– I’m making dinner. The salad is ready and I’m busy with the potatoes. The Dandelion enters the kitchen, pushes a chair, climbs on it, and standing on the chair starts munching on the salad. THE SALAD. He ate the salad out of free will. No coaxing, no cajoling. He wanted the salad so bad he actually climbed on a chair to get to it. In my world, my chocolate-is-my-only-food Ulysses-centered world, we call it a miracle.

– Ulysses is finally 100% potty trained, after relinquishing the night diaper. A week and a half with no night...

I’m a world-class procrastinator. I never do anything now that I could possibly do later, and when later comes, I usually still don’t do it because, hey, there’s always tomorrow.

I started counting how many times this cursed tendency of mine has gotten me into knee-deep trouble, but it was too complicated, so I decided to do it some other time. The surprising thing is that you would expect I would, I don’t know, learn my lesson, but no. No lessons learned whatsoever.

There is one place, and one place only, where my procrasti...

I walked a huge amount during my pregnancy and now postpartum I have to force myself to get out the house before a day of mayhem begins. But every time I do, I immediately feel the benefits. Sometimes I walk with my daughter in the stroller but I also enjoy just being on my own. I come back feeling lovely and calm.

It’s amazing to me that with all this positive energy, I still find the hardest challenge is just pushing myself out the front door. There always seems to be an excuse or something to do, so I am inviting all you ladies who are procrastinators like me, to get off the couch or leav...

The worst moment of my life to this point was sitting in a neon-lit emergency room corridor and hearing through the closed door of the examination room three weeks old Dandelion screaming with pain while undergoing a spinal tap procedure.

If you didn’t click on the above link, you might be under the impression I’m an overreacting drama queen. Not everybody likes fictitious heavy metal, but really, how bad could it be? Bad. As bad as having an ER intern take a long needle and insert it into your newborn’s spinal canal to sample his cerebrospinal fluid in order to test for meningit...

I know that you know that I’m a chronic loser of hair accessories, and there’s really nothing much you need to know about be besides that.

Other than maybe about my kids.

Yeah, I have two of those. If you’re into ancient history you can read about the good’ol’days here, but if current affairs is...