Monthly Archives: September 2009

Deux.

Happiness is spending 2 hours at the doggie ER and having them tell you that Indiana is going to be OKAY. Also, a night with no vomiting. Also, getting him to take his meds. YES. yes. yes. yes. yes Happiness is catching your daughter in a moment. one of those…

Happiness is not just a warm gun

Well, it’s Monday, and while things should be headed back into normalcy (G in Toronto, kids in school, Ali in bed with her laptop doing 87 hours of work before 3pm carpool), it seems like there’s no more normal for the Martells. Indy isn’t keeping anything down, and extra trips…

progress of the pooch.

Firstly – before I update you on all that’s happened in the last week or so (visits from family! Betty Draper-esque try-ons! mcTato trips to east jesus, nowhere, New Brusnwick (canada, not New Jersey)! my shitty luck on plane trips, including vomiting children and elderly women with THE PLAGUE!) and…