Enjoy your weekend, whether it contains a holiday or not. I’ll be sitting over here in the kitchen assembling one of those cold vegetable pizza things with spinach dip and tiny biscuits. Also, please know that The Puddings are in possession of punks, glow worms, and smoke bombs. (J to the Ollification, Mr. Hancock.)

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A few days back, Harper decided that along with being a Doctor of Bunnies, she would also like to work in a nail salon when she grows up. She knows how important experience is when applying for a position in a nail salon, so she asked Jeff if he would like to be her first [...]

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Today was the last day of this particular school year. As I’ve mentioned in the past, every morning I drive Meredith to school, and every morning the coach gets her out of the car with a smile and a “Good morning, Meredith!” (This is the coach involved in the Great Hat Drama of January 2010. [...]

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A few months after Meredith was born, our computer crashed and we lost all of her baby photos. I was absolutely devastated. The End. The only photos we were able to recover were the tiny files I had put up on Fluid Pudding, Volume One. (That was the version done in Microsoft Publisher. When I [...]

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Five years ago today I underwent a surgical procedure during which a low transverse uterine incision was made and a baby was removed. The first light that baby saw was not that of the sun. It was the harsh fluorescent light of a cold sterile room in which everyone present wore gowns and masks. (Except [...]

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First off and most importantly, thanks for all of your kind words on my floundering post from earlier in the week. Deep down, I think we all know that I can’t really quit Fluid Pudding. I’m really great when it comes to quitting full-time jobs that involve ergonomic chairs, town hall meetings, and filling out [...]

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This morning Harper and I put on our glad rags and headed to the Butterfly House where we took about fifty photographs of butterflies eating rotten bananas, landing on top of each other, doing what butterflies do, etc. When we got home, my computer decided it would no longer communicate with the camera, and the [...]

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Yesterday afternoon, Harper went to school and wrote a note to me on funeral home letterhead. Obviously, I love this note for many reasons. I plan to stash it away in a light-fast, non-bleeding, and acid- and lignin-free box to heighten the chance that my great great great great granddaughter will discover it while constructing [...]

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My calendar this week is filled with words, and most of those words have something to do with freelance work. (Thursday contains the words Stendhal Syndrome. I’m not sure why I wrote that, but I do love the concept.) Sadly, today features the following phrase: MC home sick. Did you know that Meredith has GERD? [...]

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Lately, Meredith feels she is not getting enough respect. After much consideration, she has determined that throwing a party will be the best way to gather her housemates and confront them in regard to their general lack of respect. Therefore, a Give Meredith Respect Party is being thrown. (Gifts are appreciated, but not required.) If [...]

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