Category Archives: Lorso
I’m not the only one who’s addicted
We might be in need of a Netaholics Anonymous twelve step program. Of course, if we found one, I’d have to give up Yestertime, and that could quite possibly cause the END OF THE WORLD.
Filed under life in our house, Lorso
To prove he’s not the milkman’s kid
Gosh, Bug sure was cute when he was two. You know, back in 1981.
Looks like we should save the baby clothes
For those of you who haven’t met Lorso, well, let’s just say I’m glad I don’t know any Hadza women personally, or we might be having a throw down. He’s my hunter, bitches. http://www.cosmosmagazine.com/node/1607
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Last night just before turning out the light
LORSO: (smooching me) Goodnight! ME: Ooh, you have minty fresh breath! LORSO: Why thank you. I brushed my teeth. ME: It’s especially minty though. LORSO: Oh, it could be my Carmex you’re smelling. Sorry – I know you don’t love … Continue reading
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Ladies and Gentlemen, Our Backyard.
And to think, we were going to just rake those leaves right up and put them in bags. But then the Lorso decreed, “No! We shalt not rake the leaves into piles! We shall henceforth create a small city, in … Continue reading
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Material material everywhere and not a word to write.
Y’all, the Lorso’s family is a hotbed of blogging material. The stories would just write themselves, I tell you. But seeing as how many of them are reading this blog (Hi, glad you’re here, glad we’re family), a fact I … Continue reading
Sometimes, I am a moron
One thing you should know about me is that I watch America’s Next Top Model. Not only do I watch it, but if I miss an episode, I watch it online later. This fact, combined with this other fact make … Continue reading
Filed under internet fun, Lorso, me
Great, something else to worry about
We’re driving to church. THWACK. Me: What was that? Lorso: Probably an acorn hitting the roof of our car. Me: Or maybe one of the half empty water bottles rolling around in our back floorboards depressurized and popped or something. … Continue reading
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Married life with a two year old
Lorso: (to me) Oooh, I have an idea. After…. Bug: Daddy, look at this truck! It’s upside down, look! Lorso: I see! Lorso: (back to me) Hey, after the Bug’s in bed tonight… Bug: Daddy, come in my room, Daddy. … Continue reading
Filed under Conversations with Bug, life in our house, Lorso
Pumpkin eater
Ok, ok, I know I’ve been kind of a cheater blogger. My Saturday post wasn’t anything more than a video (but, let’s face it, my kid’s freakin’ hilarious), and last night’s blog was a cop out very last minute moment … Continue reading
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