living an unconventional life, one cocktail at a time

A few funnies.

Everyone says Cooper is Dave’s mini-me, but there’s one area where he takes after me: he’s a chatterbox. We’ve hit the stage where new words come out of his mouth every day, and this...

Sandbar first.

Writing this one down before I forget it. Last Saturday, I told Cooper we were going downtown to the library to pick out another movie. We’d checked out “Lion King” a few weeks before, and...

A story for future prom dates.

Potty training. Two words that strike fear in the hearts of parents everywhere. Two words I’ve been ignoring and doing my best to pretend don’t exist. Cooper’s been wearing size six diapers...

The kitchen remodel is closer to don...

We upgraded our kitchen sink this week. In the grand scheme of the ongoing saga of the home renovation that is our life, this is pretty minor. But sometimes, it’s amazing what a big difference such a...

Thirteen years ago, I broke into a h...

Well, sort of. Thirteen years ago today, I married my dear husband. Two years ago, I wrote a little bit about some of our favorite memories here, but there’s certainly many more. Like how we had to...

When life gives you mint, make mojit...

Every year, I plant mint. And every year, I swear I’m going to figure out what else to do with it besides make mojitos– and every year, I fail. I’ve changed my attitude and decided to...

I promise I’m not a bad parent...

We hit a major milestone this weekend in the adventure that is raising a child: the milestone where the baby becomes a superhuman and hoists himself up and over the crib. I knew it was coming. The crib...

How many college girls does it take ...

More than three, apparently. I noticed a gaggle of girls standing around an SUV at the car wash when I pulled into the bay next to them–I only noticed, I think, because it seemed a little odd that all...

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