Category Archives: Dear Life

How Most Catholics Feel About Contraceptive Care, via a Snarky Graphic

I came across this ad in my Sunday newspaper and I kind of loved it. Catholic bishops give Catholics a bad name.

Also, Happy Valentine’s Day—most likely brought to you by birth control.



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Dubya Tries to Get His Dog on a Plane

Last week I was helping my mom study up for her annual trivia outing. Mostly we covered the usual basics: Golden Globe winners, Rock and Roll Hall of Fame inductees, Time’s top five people of the year, Nobel Peace Prize winners—all the categories that are apparently featured every year. And then I had a stroke of genius: It’s an election year, how about some political trivia? So we looked up the past five GOP and Democratic convention locations, which states have Republican caucuses instead of primaries, twentieth century First Ladies and Vice Presidents, etc. Finally, I decided to look up presidential pets, which—btw—is pretty hilarious and there’s a museum.

In the course of my searching, I found these amazing pictures of President Bush the Latter with canine companion Barney, which probably speak to every dog owner ever, and literally made me laugh out loud. The last time I took my dog on a trip, she vomited orange all over the back seat of my car. I will never fly with her.

Put. Me. Down.

I am NOT getting on that aircraft. You can't make me. Salutes cannot make me.

I'm sorry you are all still saluting me, but there is no way I am getting in this contraption. For all I know, this is just a scheming ploy to take me to the vet, and I am NOT going.

Well this is embarrassing. I am going to pee in the Oval Office later.

Oh sweet terra firma—Get OUT of my way, Spot!

I'm SO out of here. Let go of that leash, or I will trip someone on camera.

This is one is just cute. Spot probably liked to fly.


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Goodbye, September.

I guess it really is fall now.


Also, who else loves Fantasia?

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Tea Time for Moldy Zucchini Plants

Sadness of sadness in the world of gardening: An infestation has tackled my enormous, beautiful and bounteous zucchini plants. It appears to be a thin but pervasive white mold/fungus situation. I even found some truly bizarre white mushrooms growing near the bases of a couple of plants. Sadly, I was so distraught that I discarded the culprits without photographing them as specimens (also, regrettably, it is pouring outside now so the picture is not from my garden, but is a pretty close match to my situation with mold on the leaves and stalks).

What to do?

I put my first Google-generated course of treatment into action last week. The inter-webs told me that chamomile tea is a great natural fungicide, oft used on zucchini and other squashes. Apparently the squash family is particularly susceptible to this fungal infection? I never encountered it before this year.

At any rate, I brewed up some strong chamomile tea, spritzed and hoped. There has been some definite improvement. I would say the whiteness is thinning out a bit, but it is not yet defeated.

I want extirpation, termination; in short: triumph over all things fungal.

Unfortunately, this whole situation arose during my vacation in the wide open west. By the time I returned to my vegetable patch, the mold had taken hold. Then it took me a couple days to sort it out… so before receiving any treatment the mold was pervasive. I still hope that continued spritzing with chamomile will help.

I do think if I had acted immediately, the chamomile would have vanquished most of the mold.

Oh time, why do you foil me?

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Pardon My Absence: Squirrels, Cocktails, Harry Potter, etc.

There’s just so much more to do outside in the summer, vs. sitting in front of the ol’ macbook pondering life.

People ask me how I am so tan. Obviously, it is because I love being outside in the summer! I spend a lot of time in the garden. Some day soon I will have a bumper crop of zucchini… if I have to stand out there all day and chase the squirrels away myself. It will happen. I will GRE prep amongst the squirrels, if that is what it takes. All I need is a stopwatch and a bucket of rocks.

Of course, GRE prep is somewhat secondary to my mad dash to finish a re-read (partially in French) of the Harry Potter series in preparation for next, next weekend. I’m on Le Prince de Sang-Mêlé at the moment. Professeur Rogue, Neville Londubat, la maison de Poufsouffle à Poulard, Nick Quasi-Sans-Tête, Voldemort Tom Jedusor… I love a good Frenchification in translation.

At any rate, I apologize for my routine shattering absence and will try to be more diligent—particularly on my cocktail project, which has sadly fallen a bit behind. I plan to make the Homestead tonight and get a post up about it and the Hawaiian pronto, plus a bonus review of the Honolulu No. 2 (spoiler alert: it was pretty delicious).

As part of my apology, I present you with the first Harry Potter screen test involving the three principals, just in case you have not seen it and would benefit from some cuteness on this post-long-weekend Tuesday.


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The New Yorker Addresses Luggage Loss & I Relive Vacation Hell

Here’s another cartoon from my New Yorker tear-away calendar. It spoke to me.

One summer I went to Italy for eight weeks.

With my family.

As if that was not stressful enough, our luggage did not make it on to the connecting trans-Atlantic flight.

We waited over a week for clean clothes.

Pajamas. I do not even remember what was done in regard to sleeping attire.

My mother wouldn’t even let us buy razors for about 3 days. I still cannot talk about the deodorant and underwear situation.

It was summer.

In Italy.

My mother was apparently was under the impression that if she made us live as though on a desert island, our luggage would magically make it through Italian airport bureaucracy, customs and shipping company disorganization faster. Like penance or something.

My sister still hates Italy because of that trip.

Thanks to March 10, 2011 and The New Yorker, it has all come rushing back.


Feel free to share your worst travel stories. If only to convince my sister that it could have been worse.


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Nerf, Anyone?

Sometimes I have to take pictures of things found in the subway.

Flag football much?

My Nerf was magenta and bright blue. It was sometime around 1990. I still cannot throw a football.

You know, footballs are not actually ball-shaped.

Why did someone ever give me a Nerf football?

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