Oh, I am going to admit a dirty little secret. Ready? Freckles McYoungest and I have been watching old seasons of The Jersey Shore. *Ptui!* Man. I felt filthy just typing that. It started when we were with Bottled Lightning, and she kind of sort of FORCED US to watch an episode or two. Holy [...]
Posts Tagged ‘bottled lightning’
drama, characters, jersey shore…with gifs!
Posted in writing, tagged bottled lightning, characters, drama, Freckles McYoungest, Jersey Shore, popular culture, writing, YA literature on June 18, 2011 | Leave a Comment »
book banning backfire
Posted in end of western civilisation as we know it, tagged banned books week, bottled lightning, boywonder, Freckles McYoungest, the golden compass, xeroxed holy cards on October 1, 2010 | 2 Comments »
When Freckles McYoungest was in eighth grade, her Catholic elementary school got a new principal. It was a shame, because the old principal had been there since before Freckles had been born. Mrs. Original Principal had ushered BoyWonder and Bottled Lightning from preschool through their Wonder Years, and we’d hoped she’d shake Freckles’ hand when [...]
wondering why i didn’t post last week?
Posted in blogging, tagged blogging, bottled lightning, Freckles McYoungest, writing on May 25, 2010 | Leave a Comment »
Bottled Lightning is home. Freckles McYoungest has finished her sophomore year. I try desperately to stick to my writing schedule. This is what happens. So yeah. Motherhood.
as close as your phone
Posted in life, tagged bottled lightning, cell phone, college, texting on April 21, 2010 | Leave a Comment »
Last night I get a text from Bottled Lightning: mom i have the sleepieeeeez but im in class She’s 21, in college about a thousand miles from here. But if she’s bored, she can get in touch with her mommy anytime, anywhere. I THINK THIS IS WEIRD. When I went to college, all of 90 [...]
let them go
Posted in end of western civilisation as we know it, tagged bottled lightning, boywonder, Freckles McYoungest, grow up, helicopter parents, let go, parents on February 23, 2010 | 5 Comments »
Okay, all you parents who are easily offended, line up. You are about to get schooled. There seems to be two types of parents these days. We’ve got the morons who pay absolutely no attention to their kids, figure their responsibility to their spawn ended the day they plopped them out. I’m not talking to [...]
not-so-minor characters
Posted in writing, tagged bottled lightning, catler, characters, hairy beast, writing on June 29, 2009 | 1 Comment »
This is the Hairy Beast that lives with us. (Like the kids, I don’t want to compromise her privacy by revealing her true name.) She is totally devoted to me and the crumbs that I drop. She follows me around, hides under my feet–I am her mama, through no fault of my own. Our first [...]
play
Posted in oddities, tagged bottled lightning, boywonder, Freckles McYoungest, playmobil on March 4, 2009 | 1 Comment »
The guy who invented this: and this: died last month. Hans Beck, aged 79. Bow your heads, moms and dads, for a man of brilliance. Boywonder and Bottled Lightning own the above systems and a great many of their accoutrements. Freckles McYoungest had an American Doll instead. What a mistake. I shudder to think of [...]
…from amarillo and abilene…
Posted in oddities, tagged amarillo, bottled lightning, cadillac ranch, feedlot, giant cross, I-40, rest area, wind farm on August 8, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
I have returned from taking Bottled Lightning back to school. If you’re going to be driving through the Texas panhandle on I-40, here’s a few tips: 1. Have an air conditioner. 2. If you don’t have an air conditioner, don’t go in August. But DO go. There are some really iconic stops on either side of Amarillo. On [...]
moving target
Posted in life, tagged bottled lightning, busy, canyoning, children on July 14, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
My daughter, Bottled Lightning is home. She spent a month in the Land of the Rampant Cow and Pungent Streets. India, that is. Bottled Lightning is not your typical middle child. She always has a goal, an adventure or a cause that she’s working on. I’ve often wondered if she was switched at birth. Even [...]


