Rockstar Brother cracks me up. He’s been calling from Alaska to give me the latest on home front happenings and today he told me about Christmas.
“Did you hear what Baby Paige did to Maaa?” Rockstar Brother asked.
“Nope,” I said, “What did she do?”
“You won’t believe it, but Paige kicked her […]

For some it’s chicken soup, but for me, it’s a big, old bowl of ice cream (or two).
When the dog bites
When the bee stings
When I’m feeling sad
I reach for the Edy’s Double Fudge Brownie and then I don’t feel so bad.
Things have been really bad at our (sick) house this past week. […]

While Angel and I are spending the day amongst a mountain of kleenex, quarantined in our home lest we spread more than just holiday cheer to our friends and family, (we’re whistling dixie through our cold-stuffed nostrils), I realize you, dear hannihaus readers, may have different plans. Some of you may be attending a […]

First off, I just want to let everyone know, I am indeed, alive. I want to thank all my hannihaus readers for their kind words and thoughts during this harrowing time, and would like to announce that having gone four days now without eating hospital food, my spirits (and goodly-functioning bowels) have been restored.
Second off, […]

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times… O.K. who are we kidding? I have to say these past four days have been absolutely the worst.
Me and Ashlee Simpson: Collapsing in random places since December 15, 2005.
Bright Eyes has a song, “Scale, a Mirror, and These Indifferent Clocks”, […]