Miriam on June 26th, 2009

G is better, and spent the day running around Rockland and Westchester Counties, doing errands and chauffering little girls.
RS is better, and finally had her first day of camp. At least, we think she’s better. She felt “one hundred percent FINE” (her words) all day yesterday, and yet, last night we took her temperature and [...]

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Miriam on June 25th, 2009

You people need to pay attention. I’ve received more than one statement and/or complaint from people who are apparently not making sufficient effort to stay current with my blog. This leads to confusion on their parts, for which they end up blaming me.
Boys and girls: I sometimes post a bunch of times per day. Sometimes [...]

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Miriam on June 24th, 2009

R and YS were off about an hour ago (I started writing this at 9:30 this morning; then, it was “an hour ago”), along with the two other litle girls in our carpool, while RS, still feverish, wept not-so-subtlely on the stairs. I poured some maternal sympathy over her, offered to buy her a new [...]

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Miriam on June 23rd, 2009

Just for kicks, I think I’ll be updating this post as the day drags moves on. So keep checking back for additional headlines about my evaporating day.

RS is still sick.
G is now also sick.
R’s umbilical hernia does not – repeat, not – need correcting. This means no surgery and no hospital! Baruch Hashem.
The County approved the [...]

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Miriam on June 22nd, 2009

So apparently my old grad program is restructuring the way they fund PhD students, and it’s going to be a lot easier now for students to spend time on doing their actual student-type work. Presumably this will help them, like, finish their degrees. What a concept.
Know what’s depressing about this? What’s depressing about this is [...]

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Miriam on June 22nd, 2009

I’d like to say four words about proofreading: 1) It’s 2) driving 3) me 4) crazy.
It’s also turning me into a grammar-obsessed loon. All the joy has been sucked out of reading. All I can think while reading the newspaper is “Misplaced modifier! Incorrect verb usage! Bad sentence! Dumb way to structure stuff!” I actually [...]

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Miriam on June 20th, 2009

You know what? Buses shouldn’t plow into people who are innocently crossing the street. I am so not in the mood for additional near-death experiences by people I care about. Can we tame things down a bit, please, God?
Refuah sheleimah, Daniel.
Speaking of injuries, my grandmother came home from rehab earlier this week, and my aunt [...]

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Miriam on June 18th, 2009

These strange things keep happening. Associations, or flashbacks, maybe, brought on by little things, suddenly transporting me to other places, causing me to encounter feelings belonging to other times.
Let’s start with a mundane one.
So lately, G has taken to watching large numbers of classic Sesame Street clips. This is not only because he enjoys partaking [...]

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Miriam on June 16th, 2009

My head has not stopped hurting for days. This is because my teeth have been clenching like crazy. Have you ever had that? Where they clench on their own, because of muscle tightness or something? You can tell if they’re doing it by relaxing your jaw, and seeing whether or not they squeeze themselves together [...]

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Miriam on June 12th, 2009

Not really liveblogging, I guess, because there aren’t going to be a whole bunch of updates in real time. That’s what live blogging is, right? So that’s not this. Just a few images of my kitchen and whatnot.
Here we see what I saw upon opening the drawer that holds potatoes and onions.

Now, what’s wrong with [...]

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