Talking furniture
Saturday, September 1st, 2007“Mommy, all the furniture in our house talks. I know because my dresser said to me, “Lawrence, wake up.”
“Mommy, all the furniture in our house talks. I know because my dresser said to me, “Lawrence, wake up.”
George is once again my hero. First of all, for Christmas he got me a Roomba and a Palm GPS system. I hate to vacuum and I’m always getting lost, so I was ecstatic to get both presents.
Unfortunately the Roomba died due to a battery issue, but they’re sending us a new one. It did […]
Yesterday morning we had the family over for Lawrence’s birthday. Here’s the cake I started baking at 5:00am:
Here’s Lawrence and his cousins opening presents:
and here’s Lawrence getting very goofy because he’s the center of attention:
Loving hug and kiss between mother and son.
“I love you, honey.”
“I love you too, Mommy.”
Then:
“Mommy, I got snot in your hair.”
I was flipping through the Victoria’s Secret catalog last night and having flashbacks to when I worked in one of the stores during the prime gift-giving times like Christmas or Valentine’s Day. I’m not trying to be mean, but guys, as a group you have no idea how to shop for your woman. There are […]
You may remember my rant after I was ticketed by the City of El Cerrito because they apparently didn’t realize they had to honor my disabled parking placard from Connecticut. For anyone who runs into the same situation, here is the relevant state code that allows you to use your out-of-state placard:
California Vehicle Code
22511.5 […]
Three-year-old Robert Moore went fishing for a stuffed replica of Sponge Bob and ended up trapped in a vending machine. The toddler’s adventure began with a Saturday evening shopping trip with his grandmother, Fredricka Bierdemann, and three siblings.
Bierdemann ended the trip by giving each child a dollar and telling them to have fun in a […]
And yes, I did move the big one off his face after I took the picture. George actually thought he had to point that out to me. C’mon, who’s the paranoid one in this parenting unit? I’m the winner by a mile.
Generally I try not to piss and moan too much about having MS. It doesn’t really do much good, does it? Doesn’t change anything. But I was just reminded about how much having MS can really suck.
Yesterday I was having a somewhat tough day with my MS. I was sick on Monday with something Lawrence […]
Forty-four years ago today I was born Deborah Eve Frisch in St. Vincent’s Hospital in Greenwich Village. I suppose that those details come to mind because I’m putting the family history into Family Tree Maker. After a few hours of entering details about date of birth, place of birth, etc., you kind of get into […]