Keri Steven’s Posts
So… So… So…by the time you read this, I may well be underway on my grand adventure. With some stops along the way: We’ve taken the kids out of school, tucked in the housesitter and are driving west to the Midwest where we shall leave our children plus eight days worth of luggage (which, in(…)
My 20th wedding anniversary is this summer–the “china” anniversary if you follow the traditional list of celebrations. Coincidentally, I’m going to China for two weeks on a combined business/pleasure trip with Dr. Stevens. We’re both very excited about it. I’m making packing lists, viewing photos of famous sites to visit online, agonizing over what to(…)
Today, I bake a birthday cake. My oldest turns 14 this weekend, and, bless his heart, he wants a yellow box cake with tub frosting. Mind you, I’ve attempted the homemade stuff. Perhaps this is why he wants the box and tub. I have aspirations. I see vegetables carved into clever shapes and laid out(…)
For the record: I am the evil twin. I lay claim to the title by virtue of seniority: I have a good decade on Keri Ford, who is not me. And I am not her. See? Me: No…wait. That one’s NOT me. No wrinkles. Hair with body and curl. Let’s try again… That’s more like(…)
Lemme out, Lemme out—gotta go! It’s cold out here. Lemme in, please, please, please? Oh! A squirrel. Gonna get you. Lemme out! Damn. It’s cold out here. Come on. Let me in, wontcha? But I like this sofa. It’s so cozy. Okay, fine. I guess I’ll get down. But only because you asked nicely. Omigawd,(…)
Over 20 years ago I hitched my wagon and my person to a long-haired science major with a fondness for paintball and big-hair music. Turns out it was a good choice, and if you have daughters, I urge you to urge them to seek mates with these traits. Dr. Stevens has been invited to speak(…)
I haven’t read any of the FIFTY SHADES books for a couple of reasons. I like listing articles—I really do. I like “Three Ways to Have the Hottest Sex Possible While Filing Last Year’s Taxes.” I like “Six Sure-Fire Methods to Get Your Surly Teen to Say, ‘Sir’ and ‘Ma’am’ Without Knocking Out Any Of(…)
I did warn you. I have a black thumb. Dr. Stevens, however, is a masterful gardener (hold on a second…I think I’m seeing a new hero’s career in my imagination…) His tomato patch this year has been unusually fertile. UNUSUALLY fertile. This is not the first tomato-with-a-penis I’ve harvested this summer. Oh, no! See? Lest(…)
…okay, so, not really. If you were one of the 500 people at the Annual Reader-Author Get Together two weeks ago, you may have thought you were seeing her: But in reality, you were seeing me: I put my hair in pigtails because I knew I’d be stuffing goody bags. 500 canvas bags full of(…)
Today is the last day of the school year. I’m so looking forward to summer break. I’m so dreading it. My sons are on two different schedules (one half-day kindergartner and two middle schoolers). Because of some…ahem…”issues” I’ve ended up driving them to and fro rather than putting them on the bus I paid for(…)
