Muskrat

Recent Posts from Muskrat

• things of which i am not a fan: god’s use of irony

  Pretty Bride:  “Can we take a walk?” Me:  “Umm…I was going to go for a run.  I feel like walking is sort of a waste of time for non-obese people who want to raise their…

• pay attention to the man behind the curtain

  I’ve felt a twinge of guilt since this post about quitting my job on Feb 11, because I said I’d blog about my journey, and I haven’t.  In fact, I’ve hardly blogged about anything since…

• clearly, the french want our children to live like mississippians

  I think we got this at a garage sale or off craigslist.  Seems harmless enough.  A little inflatable blue horse that kids can sit on or something. But upon closer inspection, one will see that…

• a most inappropriate line of questioning

  Last weekend, I was at my National Guard base and learned the following from a Captain who has been my drinking buddy traveling companion a few times this year: Captain Lauren:  You know Major Yancy?…

• how maddie got her moxie back*

  I may have mentioned a conference I attended a while ago called BlogHer and how I stopped drinking for 2 minutes to hit the head at one point and then returned to find that the…

• for mrs uncool and thing 1

  My friend Kevin from Always Home and Uncool asked a bunch of us who like to pretend we’re in that not-so-exclusive club called “bloggers” to allow him to write a guest post in a bunch…

• the maine event

  Last week, I lost two sofas, a receiver, and a subwoofer from my mancave totaling $5800.  Pretty Bride lost over 1000 sewing patterns, a bunch of fabric, and a lot of other stuff that I…

• again

  In 2001, I worked on the 51st floor of the Bank of America tower, the tallest building in the southeast.  I’d been at work about 30 minutes when my phone rang.  It was one of…

• is it just me, or is this guy an asshole?

  Just like last year at this time, I took Maddie downtown to watch the Dragon*Con parade Saturday morning.  And, as my Twitter followers know, somebody severely pissed me off, so I’m going to ask you,…

• conveniently omitted from the “what to expect” books: the daughter who sings to her vagina.

  Maddie calls her private parts her “bottom.”  I’m not sure how this practice began.  I certainly don’t talk to her about her female parts–that’s her mommy’s job.  Like disciplining her, cooking for her, clothing her,…