As a stay-at-home mom who spends her days changing diapers, napping whenever possible, and regularly speaking in high-pitched, sing-songy baby talk, I sometimes think I can actually feel individual brain cells shrivel up and die. I’ll take intellectual stimulation wherever I can get it, including from this blog, my virtual time-out chair.
 
Weekend Warriors

Today, I rest. I will cook for nobody. I will probably not even leave the house. I will stay in my pajamas, maintain a lovely bed head look, and forsake all cosmetic accoutrements. Well, I suppose a bit of deodorant might be in order -no point in going totally cave-woman. What, you wonder, led me [...]

 
Beware... The Warriors Are Watching You

From my perch in the captain’s chair of the Swagger Wagon, I can hear the whispers from the far-away back seat. Raging Storm and Wild Tail, two of the most daring and spirited Warriors of all the clans, are participating in one of the most sacred traditions: the naming ceremony. I am entertained by their [...]

 
The Lingering Stench of Lemur Pee

“I hope a lemur climbs onto my head!” Squirt circled me repeatedly, hopping from foot to foot, her enthusiasm unparalleled. I wrung my hands together and chewed my bottom lip as I contemplated, for the first time, what it might feel like to have a furry primate from Madagascar run it’s grimy hands through my [...]

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