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.
Jul 252011
 
Bust a Poo

We slowly ascended the mountain, switchback after switchback. We observed the majestic views with joy and awe and we closely observed the steep drop-offs next to the road with fear and apprehension. More than once during the drive, someone uttered the phrase: “I can’t believe there’s not a guard rail here!” As the driver, I [...]

Jun 072011
 
Man Feet

Summer is NOT my favorite season. Yes, I do enjoy the absence of school and all the accompanying homework, projects, concerts, activities, and volunteer commitments. And yes, our college town is much less crowded when most of the students leave for the summer. However, I do not like heat. I do not like bugs. I [...]

 

Dearest reader, please permit me to apologize profusely for what I am about to do.  I am so sorry.   I humbly ask for your forgiveness.  I plead with you to not abandon me altogether and to someday find it in your heart to grant me absolution.  Alas, I am about to share a story [...]

 
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 [...]

 

Is that a new perfume you’re wearing?   Perhaps you’ve been tempted to ask me that question in recent weeks.  I suppose the answer would be yes, in a sense, and I like to call it Eau De Sour Milk.   They do not offer sample spritzes of it at the perfume counter of your [...]

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