Author: Aimee

The S.o.a.P. (or for you non-dorks, "Snakes on a Plane") frenzy has reached new heights at the office. With two weeks to go, there are meticulous pans in place for celebration of S.o.a.P. Day and people are petioning me to let them have the afternoon…

I finally got myself back to pottery class tonight. Which means I spent the evening being completely frustrated by the wheel, and completely covering myself in clay to boot. I mean I have it in my hair, on my glasses, and my legs are coated…

The last few weeks have been a nightmare (pun intended) with my night terrors. Last night was a really bad one and I actually remember some it. What I don't remember, Bryan filled in for me. I was absolutely petrified and couldn't move. Literally could…

We did it. Finally did it. We returned the cable box and no longer are connected to the modern world. OK, we still have our super-fast broadband Internet access... but back to basics with only broadcast TV stations coming through an antenna on the roof…

I got an extra special lunch date today - with my son! It was a normally scheduled "Daddy Day" - one the few remaining Daddy Days, I might add - but Bryan was interested in a lunch-time presentation over at NREL about Going Solar. Conveniently,…

Why, oh why, didn't this man win? Maybe he didn't come out swinging hard enough - like he does in this speech about healthcare in America. Go John, go.

OK, so it finally happened. I went to pick Declan up and when I asked how he day was, instead of the usual, "great!" - I got the look from his teacher. You know. That look. Where I knew he must of been a complete…