One of the reasons it took me so long to write about the house saga was the fact that we hosted a couple of holiday parties over the weekend, including one where about 35 of our family members gathered for burgers and Sprite. Here’s Marlo with Jon’s mother. I don’t think this kid touched the [...]
This piano has been in our family since I was probably in the womb, an antique my mother bought from a neighbor back in Memphis for a hundred bucks. I learned to play on this thing, and it’s seen years of lessons and jamming sessions. Recently, after sitting in my sister’s living room for several [...]
This is the final part, the one that began when our real estate agent asked, “Do you guys seem to attract this kind of craziness normally?” Because if you take the insane factor of the first homeowner, multiply it by a hundred and then feed it a truckload of Twinkies, that’s the owner of my [...]
Hey, Chuck! Guess what time of year it is? I’ll give you a hint: there’s an entire bowl of fruit just waiting to be modeled!
I had lunch with my brother Ranger last week, and he tells me that it’s getting annoying being known as dooce’s brother rather than as Ranger Hamilton. Oh BOO HOO. All four years of high school I was known as Ranger’s little sister, and in my freshman biology class you could hear his senior physics [...]
I should probably get this out of the way right now so that many of you can recover from your disappointment by the end of the post: this has nothing to do with a television show. HGTV did not buy me a house, nor are they renovating the one we live in. All of this [...]
I know. Part one. You want to kick me in the shin already. LOOK. Today got completely out of control, and this thing is long enough already. I promise not to leave you hanging for long. I don’t even know where to start this, this, what is it? A vitriolic screed? Yes, that. That’s what [...]