A voting conversation that digressed quickly

“I talked to someone recently who had very convincing arguments for Hillary.”
“Yeah, well, I feel like Hillary would have to do something like have the ability to poop gold before I’d consider voting for her.”
“I think being able to poop gold would make me not want to vote for someone. You know, because that [...]

Report: Productivity is down

Let’s take a little walk through history, or at least through the last two Januaries. (Hold up, can you put an “ie” on the end of January? I’m mildly disturbed by the sight of it.)
Anyhoo, I’m specifically harkening back to the last two January 12ths, i.e. Bug’s birthday. For the first birthday, [...]

The lion lives in the closet

LESSONS I LEARNED FROM BEING ON A BOAT FOR SEVEN DAYS:
- God is protecting us from ourselves by making it so that we must buy our food with money and spend time preparing it. Because God knows that with unlimited food available, we would eat ourselves into a silly oblivion. Ice cream after [...]

Reason #83

We’re waiting on Lorso to bring our food to the table at Boston Market, so I strike up a conversation with Bug.
“Bug, guess what day is coming soon? Like in two days?”
He grins and looks at me slyly. “Tuesday!”
“Well, yes, Tuesday, but what day will it be? What special day?”
“Christmas Day!”
“That’s right, and [...]

Why it’s ok that Bug’s favorite song has the F-word in it

First of all, because it’s an Indigo Girls song. And they’re pretty much awesome.
And second of all, because it’s a cinch to edit out any swear words by yelling “EARMUFFS” really loud. Thank you Vince Vaughn in Old School.

Secrets of the Universe Revealed

OMG. THE PLAYDATE.
Why didn’t anyone tell me about this glorious concept? You just get another kid from somewhere and then that kid plays with your kid. Like, for a long time. Doing things you long ago wished you were rather gouging your eyes out with spoons than doing.
While you do whatever [...]

Actually, being able to watch shows online later kind of screws this analogy up.

I said in my About section that this blog wasn’t going to be about leaving medical school. What I forgot to also include however, is that I’m a big fat liar.
Because I just came up with the best analogy yet for what being in medical school (with a Bug) felt like for me. [...]

I am Mommy. I know all.

We’re doing our bedtime thing: bath, jammies, teeth brushing, books, etc., when all of a sudden in the middle of it all, Bug says, “Mommy, what is God?”
Uh, what? Wait a second. Weren’t we just doing zerberts? Is this what he thinks about while getting zerberts?
Oh crap. I am totally [...]