Mother of All Mavens

A whole lot o' nothing. And then some…

No Flies On Us

I was still reeling from the news that my house was infested with sewer flies and I’d need to rip up my basement floors. S-E-W-E-R flies. Uh-huh. Exactly what you think they are. Flies. That breed in sewers. IN MY HOUSE.

Do You Believe in Magic – Part II

Some things simply cannot be explained, right? These weren’t mere card tricks or slights of hand – tho’ he could (and did) do those too. Card after card after card. They weren’t simply illusions…

Scoop on Poop

My 2.5 year old son is toilet training himself. All he needs is a paper and he’s ready for the men’s room.

It’s a Kind of Magic

It’s the bullet. The Magic Bullet. I’ve been shot. Neither grinder nor blender, cuisinart nor mixer, it’s combo. A sit-on-the-counter, throw-in-your-dishwasher, who-knew combo.

A Word From Your Sponsor

A funny thing happened on the way to the blogosphere…..people started sending me stuff. Free stuff. It was cool. Except now that they’ve paid the bill, I’m expected to, ahem, put out. And I can’t. I’m just not that kind of girl.

Back to School Blues

I say Labout Day is the new New Year. Why not? New year’s resolutions? Do ’em in Sept. Starting a diet? Post-summer’s the perfect time to start. Quitting smoking? Hell-ooo? What better day than the one after a long, hot, smokey summer?!