Category Archives: near-death

And A Pestilence of Feminine Hygiene Products Shall Rain Down Upon Their Heads

Posted on June 24, 2007 by The Daring One

This weekend we wrangled all six bebes into our minivans and headed downtown for the obligatory Guests-In-Town-Must-See-Water visit to Pike Place Market and the pier in Seattle. Shortly into the drive I noticed my cell phone was missing. Should we … Continue reading →

Posted in all about me, around town, emergency preparedness, near-death, world domination | 50 Comments

Sometimes the Prescription is More Ice Cream

Posted on May 4, 2007 by The Daring One

We’ve all been a bit sick and a lot lazy the past few days. Our throats are scratchy, our noses runneth over, and we’ve all complained of a shortness of candy. […more]

Posted in blick, near-death, parenting | 6 Comments

Allergic to Yard Work

Posted on April 4, 2007 by The Daring One

Dan recently went to an allergist who injected him all over with various substances and wrote on him with permanent marker. Much to my chagrin, a spot on his arm swelled up to the size of a small grapefruit, which … Continue reading →

Posted in domesticality, he's so fine he blows my mind, near-death, Random | 26 Comments

A Marathon

Posted on March 9, 2007 by The Daring One

Yesterday I dipped my toes in the pool of insanity. Yesterday I set some sort of record for caffeine consumption. Yesterday I watched Magoo plunge his hands into two public toilets, create a tsunami at Denny’s in Butte, Montana and … Continue reading →

Posted in driving, family fun, near-death | 28 Comments

Why Hey?

Posted on March 6, 2007 by The Daring One

Laylee sits next to me tapping and making alarmingly loud sucking and hocking noises. I politely ask her to stop. The noises continue. I yell, “HEY!!!!” She looks at me innocently. “Why hey, Mamma?” I am dumbfounded. “WHY HEY?” I … Continue reading →

Posted in fun, fun, fun, near-death, parenting | 25 Comments

What Shall We Do?

Posted on February 6, 2007 by The Daring One

I cannot get that song out of my head. What shall we do with the drunken sailor? What shall we do with the drunken sailor? What shall we do with the drunken sailor? Early in the morning. It was dorky … Continue reading →

Posted in blick, kid stuff, near-death | 21 Comments