Why I'm Not Online Much, or, the Perfect Picture of My Life

Last week, I was supposed to go for a nice calm, fabulous breakfast with some other moms of teenagers.  Instead, we get canceled, which turns out to be a good thing, because Shelby's case worker wants to come by for a surprise home visit.  Blessedly, she's five minutes late, because the cat just barfed in the living room, and I'm out of paper towels.

Too good to keep to myself

A friend of mine gave me an excellent idea, but you have to do some prep, so this is more for the next "want to kill someone" day.

In pie pans, freeze plate-sized sheets of ice. Voila, dishes anyone can afford to break, and no sharp invisible shards to look for!

Every normal man must be tempted at times to spit on his hands, hoist the black flag, and begin slitting throats.
- H.L. Mencken