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Marci-Gasm
Dear God! I think I’m delirious from lack of sugar! Earlier, all I could think was that I should change the name of my blog from Marci-licious to Marci-Unhinged! (I’ve had loads of fun lately coming up with new blog names with my friends: think Merci-Marci, Marvelous-Marci, or my personal -
Substitute Teaching (AKA Shock Therapy)
Darling! I was called in to substitute teach yesterday at the kids’ school. I was in the art room working with 3rd, 5th and 6th graders. It was my first time working out of the house in nine years, and I agonized over my outfit–how to look professional, yet kid-friendly. -
One Hour (or so) to Madness and Joy
I taught a belly dance class last night to about 35 women in Manchester. It was an auction item for the kid’s school. This is after doing the pre-k cast party for Winnie the Pooh on Thursday, then the Harry Potter extravaganza 6th birthday part on saturday morning. It’s just -
Descent into the Underworld
My girlfriend recently saw a movie called Cabin in the Woods–she loves horror movies. I haven’t seen it–I hate horror movies–but I am living in one at the moment–it’s called PMS! I’ve experienced it mildly and heard about it for years (I am 43 after all), but I never understood -
I No Longer Skinny Dip–I Chunky Dunk (And Zombies too)
The other day, my 72-year-old father told me he wants to get his chest and back waxed. “What? Are you crazy? Do you know how much that will hurt? You look fabulous just the way you are!” I replied. “My hell, Marci, I should be living in a tree eating -
Baby Dragon
A baby dragon was born in my living room this morning. “Mommy, come see!” Henry said, leading me by the hand in his red Spiderman underwear. He led me to the side of the couch and held out his hand like a showgirl on The Price is Right. “A baby -
Slow Mo
We decided to visit the nonfiction children’s section of the West Tisbury library today just to mix things up. Henry wanted a book on Superman, and it occurs to me that we weren’t able to find it because any books on the caped crusader would have been in fiction, but -
Pint-Sized Profanity
Today when we left the beach, Henry was hungry and tired and cranky. As he dragged his little feet through the sand, he said, “Mom? You are a pain in the ass!” I explained to him that “pain in the ass” is a “grown-up” phrase, meaning only big people can -
A Doozy of a Day
Today was what we, in Babyworld, would call “a doozy.” I was baking away as usual and Annabelle became entranced by the container of flour on the table. She ran to her own little kitchen and pulled out her little pots and pans and started mixing away. I figured it