making my world adorable, one day at a time

lets do this!

Fri, 18 May 2012 15:22:25 -0600

shoe party.

Fri, 27 Apr 2012 14:42:27 -0600

new shoe day!

Tue, 17 Apr 2012 13:13:28 -0600

it’s been a good year and four months. but it’s time to move on.

arch!

Mon, 16 Apr 2012 01:14:11 -0600

i now have a national park passport stamp from the midwestern region and i am just silly happy about it.

my dad loves me.

Mon, 16 Apr 2012 00:56:00 -0600

1997

emily is going to france,

where she will find some snails and ants.

and as her hunger starts to grow,

she will eat les escargots.

little claire won’t go to france,

she will stay at home and dance.

and if the snails come to her show,

she will smash les escargots.

1998?

little claire just grows and grows,

she has her daddies hair and toes.

she has his teeth, she has his nose,

and so he neither bites nor blows.

emily controls the sound.

first she plays a howling hound,

then the clanking of a sword,

and finally, “man overboard!”

1999

while emily rode to new york,

her luggage took a different fork.

first it went to pennsylvania,

the traveled on to transylvania.

while she grew faint for underwear,

the bag went back to delaware.

and when at last she reached st. paul,

her bag had reached sevastopol!

little claire climbed on of the train.

she’d find that bag or break her brain.

though emily was back in school,

her bag was still in istanbul.

little claire climbed off the train.

she’d searched new york, but all in vain.

at least one thing she’d never bear,

her sister’s smelly underwear!

2001

emily ate fish and rice,

which in dakar is thought quite nice.

but emily found that this diet

cause her a somatic riot.

she ate the fish, she ate the rice,

but would not want to do it twice.

my daughter claire is full of glee,

for she is working at hy-vee.

bags and bags and bags she fills,

oranges, apples, bread, and pills.

these bags could now replace a mountain,

and claire now wants a soda fountain.

July 2011

my little girls are all grown up,

they drink their coffee from a cup.

they drink it black, they drink it white,

it sets their heads aglow all night.

this glow won’t let them snooze or sleep,

they count the goats, the cows, the sheep.

each pulls the blankets ‘ore her head,

each bright lit tent becomes her bed.

what lights from yonder windows break,

with heads aglow, with heads awake?

today no coffee will they take,

tonight no glow their heads will make.

yes, finally they stop the show,

no more coffee, no more glow.

they toss the stuff that keeps them up,

toss the coffee, trash the cup.

November 2011

Who’s that coming up the stair?

It’s Emily and little Claire.

They stash the trash, collect the stacks.

It does not hurt their little backs.

They dust and wipe the dreadful dump;

They do not gripe, or groan, or grump.

They scrub and clean; they wipe and rub.

They do not pause for grits or grub.

The joint is looking very clean,

But wait, here comes a loud machine.

They sweep the floor, the walls, the ceiling;

And will not stop for sweet Darjeeling.

The kitchen is quite horrible;

It’s dirty and deplorable.

Water helps the scrubber scrub.

Here’s the bucket; where’s the tub?

That’s just about all we can groom.

Let’s look inside this little room.

It’s piled with stacks and stacks of stuff.

This is too much; this is enough.

Dear old dad must now confess

That he’s the one who made this mess.

Can he fix this dreadful room?

This sad idea makes him swoon.

But suddenly a young tornado

Moves the mess and wipes the table.

Empty boxes become flat;

All the rest remain quite fat.

Now the boxes line the walls;

All the stacks are neat and tall.

Now we see as n’er before.

Come and look; you’ll see the floor!

"Women who seek to be equal with men lack ambition."

Mon, 16 Apr 2012 00:38:11 -0600

““Women who seek to be equal with men lack ambition.””

why aren't people taking the carrots?

Mon, 09 Apr 2012 21:31:34 -0600

friends and crafts. crafts and friends.

Mon, 26 Mar 2012 18:39:50 -0600

i love having two days off in a row. and i love how warm it is for march.

before yesterday, gus freaked out every time you tried getting him in water. even a puddle worth of water. apparently turning 3 made him suck it up, and he frolicked right along with us. now he smells like river.

then i went home and made this plus an apple pie. so much success! i love pie and i love weekends.

roommate sushi party!

Fri, 23 Mar 2012 00:41:56 -0600

gus is 3!

Thu, 15 Mar 2012 13:17:00 -0600

today is gus’ birthday. he’s pretty stoked about it.

pupcake for gus. cupcake for claire.

i had to blow the candle out before i could get him near the pupcake. fire is terrifying.

things i can do when i don't have to go to work every waking minute

Tue, 28 Feb 2012 23:29:01 -0700

i quit one of my jobs! yay! i get days off now! yay! here are some of the many fun things i can do now…

i can craft more!

and make delicious spring rolls and crab rangoons! what a chef!

i can take even more adorable pictures of gus!

and then i can craft even more!

so.much.fun.

i made bread!

Fri, 27 Jan 2012 00:50:12 -0700

someday i'll look back on this time in my life and laugh...

Wed, 18 Jan 2012 02:41:45 -0700

drunk guy: i'm sorry. i would tip you, but i'm poor.

me: yea? me too.

drunk guy: **uncomfortably looks away.

me: **still staring.

thug life

Sat, 07 Jan 2012 17:29:00 -0700

do i post too much about my dog? no, wait, don’t answer that.

<3

Tue, 03 Jan 2012 22:23:00 -0700

tonight, two of the sweetest people i have ever met, (and certainly the sweetest boys i have every met) got married. they moved to iowa specifically because they loved each other and knew they needed to be together forever and our wonderful state agreed. that is just the most adorable fucking thing i have ever known.

i have never been so proud to be an iowan, as cheesy as that sounds. in a country that will let kim kardashian enjoy the “sanctity of marriage” for 72 days, i’m glad that these wonderful boys also get to enjoy those same privileges. on the night that many iowans were caucusing on behalf of hate and close mindedness, we were the happiest group around.

new year

Sun, 01 Jan 2012 04:25:00 -0700

nothing says happy new year like some fizzy juice, a shot of whiskey, and a bunch of insultingly small tips. at least the juice was good. things can only look up from here! happy new year friends!

yea christmas!

Wed, 21 Dec 2011 13:31:36 -0700

reason 543 why gus likes devin better than me.

Wed, 07 Dec 2011 02:57:06 -0700

my friends don't mess around.

Mon, 05 Dec 2011 01:01:00 -0700

tonight was the gyro stands thanksgiving celebration. i said i would make pies. originally i was gonna make one pumpkin pie and one sweet potato pie. then i started to worry about people that maybe don’t like orange pies. so i decided to make a pecan pie. then i started to worry that maybe EVERYONE would ONLY like pumpkin pie, so i decided to make a second pumpkin pie. then i started to worry that devin would feel left out, since he wasn’t coming, so i decided to make a second sweet potato pie to leave at home for the three of us to eat later. so i made five pies. then i started to worry for the briefest of seconds that there would be too much pie. that was a foolish thought. we destroyed those pies and this is what is left.

lots of my friends all together tonight made me pretty happy. i keep saying that i’m going to stop spending so much time sitting on my bed hanging out with the internet and spend more time with my iowa friends before i get up and move again, but i think this week i will start actually doing that. so i guess what i’m saying is, if any of you want to watch bridesmaids for the 100th time, drink fancy lady drinks and eat leftover pie with me, just bring over some more cool whip…

cold dog.

Thu, 20 Oct 2011 12:55:00 -0600

you can tell fall is here when gus starts spending all of his time burrowing into my blankets.