MO: Don’t you just love holding him when he’s all snuggly like that?
THE HUSBAND: Yes, but I don’t love it when he punches me in the throat.
MO: Yeah, I don’t like that much either.
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Originally designed to be a site where I told stories about what it was like to be an engineering graduate student, but after two years of actually being a site with various random stories about motherhood, home renovations, nieces and nephews, shoe bargains, and anything else that popped into my head with only the very occasional nod to the blog name, I finally bit the bullet and started a new blog.
Updated December 31, 2007
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