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The Disastrous End

Last Wednesday morning Jon and I decided that we would join the rest of my family for a short hike just a few miles away from our cabin. This decision was a big step for me because the hike would interfere with Leta’s sleeping schedule, and I’m a bit of a stickler when it comes [...]

Makes Mouths Happy

Here is a photo of my daughter with a cancer-causing, artery-clogging twizzler in her mouth. Please commence getting all up in my ass. We’re back. It wasn’t a good week. It would classify somewhere between not very good and disastrous leaning heavily toward the disastrous end. We have a whole bunch of errands to run [...]

Contact me

Please send all correspondence to dooce at dooce dot com. I have never been very good at returning email or phone calls for that matter. I get a lot of email so if I don’t respond to yours please do not take it personally. I am just a bad person. I do read everything I [...]

Frequently Asked Questions

How do you pronounce DOOCE and where did that word come from? I wish there were a more interesting story behind the name of this website, and I’ve tried for days to come up with something hipper than the truth, but the unhip truth is that the word DOOCE is a result of my horrible [...]

In a Van Down by the River

We will be spending the next four days in the mountains with my side of the family, a raucous group of people that includes my sister and her five kids, my brother and his three kids, my mother and step-father and my step-father’s bologna. My mother thought it would be fun for all of us [...]

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(WARNING THE FOLLOWING FRACTION IS MAYBE THE SCARIEST PART OF ALL)

Newsletter: Month Six

Dear Leta, You turn six months old in a few days. I would normally wait until the actual day of your six month mark to write this, but we’re going to be at a family reunion all week and my hands will most likely be tied behind my back so that I don’t CHOKE ANYONE [...]