Old People Say the Darndest Things

AKA, Somebody stop me before I unleash my pent-up fury on not just the MIL but my own parents as well.
All three of them are in the house.  In the livingroom. Right outside my door, the door behind which I’m supposed to finish at least another quarter of this fucking chapter before I send it [...]

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I learned medicine–on the internets!

I don’t know whether to get the H1N1 vaccine, and I don’t know whether to get it for The Baby.
Yesterday I went to the GP to get some blood tests (Hi, ridiculously low iron levels!  How are we doing now?) and a flu shot (which they ran out of, so I ended up getting it [...]

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Reader Poll

Well, hey everybody!  How are you?
If your answer ISN’T “my mother-in-law has been living with me for the past month,” then you are FINE.
So anyway, you tell me, which of these is more nasty:
“I’ve been through a dissertation with one child. I’m not putting up with it for another one” in response to my slight [...]

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Banished. Again.

So now that Wizard has successfully defended his dissertation (I wrote “situation” originally.  Am I alone in finding this hilarious?), and is a DOCTOR, but not the kind that makes a lot of $$$, we’ve been trying this thing where as soon as he gets home from work I pass him The Baby, and he [...]

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So…how’s it going?

I’ve written a page in a week.  I cannot work in short bursts.  I cannot.  I try, but I can’t write.  I can think, and jot, but not compose.
Translation: I am seriously fucked.
My advisor, bless her “no babies before dissertations!” heart, has been nothing but absolutely supportive.  She’s a feminist theorist, so I had every [...]

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ARRRRRRGGGHHHH.

Question:  How many times can one (passive-aggressively) express one’s disagreement with the number of toys one’s grandson possesses via conversation with said grandson?
Answer:  I lost track.  But I’ll tell you what, the woman’s capacity for invention is endless.  Every game with the baby is a game that starts with “You don’t need a _____ when [...]

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Code Name: Mona

My mother-in-law is here, and will be in-residence through the middle of October.
Ahem.
I don’t go in for the classic MIL hatred partly because it’s a bullshit girl-on-girl crime sort of thing, a relationship shortcut that refuses to recognize the reality of female relationships in their full range of animosity/love.  Partly I just don’t have that [...]

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Revenge of the Childfree

I wish my dissertation were still of feminist interest and import, because what I think (and subsequently blog) about often has to do with feminist-ish topics.  So what I’m saying is that this would still be a diss blog, sort of, if my diss were on something else, something more central to my everyday thinking.  [...]

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How to Write a Dissertation after Having a Baby

I don’t know how to write a dissertation after having a baby.  I truly don’t.  But I titled the post as such to lure here those of my ilk, the other parents and caregivers of children who have dissertations to write and babies to raise.
See, every once in a while I google that phrase above, [...]

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Degrassi, eh?

How long has it been since I’ve discussed something of or related to pop culture?  What’s that?  Never, you say?  Unpossible!  My world is a Pop Carnivale if you consider the amount of reality tv I consume daily.  If it’s on Bravo, I watch it.  MTV, usually.  TLC, sometimes, if it’s Toddlers and Tiaras or [...]

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