• I write books.

    I do! It's true. I have written for all sorts of different audiences. My first book was literary adult fiction and I've written many many books that have fallen into the category "juvenile fiction" and "YA fiction". I talk about my books and writing in general on my other site, which is at www.karenrivers.com. (I don't know how to make that a live link, so you may have to copy and paste.) (Sorry.) THIS site is about me, my hair, my kids, my appliances, and that time that I rode my bike down a cliff and then got stung by a bee. It may not all be appropriately awesome (or even slightly interesting) to kids, so if you are young, LOOK AWAY. That said, there is nothing harmful here, except the occasional swear, which I ask you to edit out with your eyes. Blink blink.
  • I take pictures.

    The Bun's Dance Show

    The Bun's Dance Show

    The Bun's Dance Show

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  • Is it safe to eat raw bacon?

    No. You shouldn't eat any raw pork products. You could get trichinosis and no doubt a number of other food-borne illnesses. With the recent change in food safety standards, I'd frankly cook the crap out of any meat product I purchased before eating it. Even if it's already cooked. Seriously. Keep in mind that I am not a raw bacon expert, I just play one on the web.

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On The Dancing Bun, A Post in Point(e) Form.

- The Bun started dance class last week.   He’d been wanting to take dance class for at least a year, I think it started with skating and then while learning how to skate, he deduced (correctly) that ice was slippery and that ballet was effectively dancing without the whole troublesome slippery ice issue interfering with [...]

I Confess: Five Things You Need To Know, but Not Really “Need” and Maybe Don’t Even “Want”.

Once again I’ve hit a wall.   Not literally.   If I literally hit a wall, I’d probably break — at a minimum — all the bones in my hand.   I’m “lucky” like that.   Not that I have brittle bones, but that I have bad luck.   Not REALLY BAD LUCK, like, you know, a fatal disease, but [...]

You know what sucks? Bad customer service. That’s right, it sucks.

So there I was in Zellers buying more clothes for The Birdy who outgrows things overnight.   Things I’ve bought her so recently they still have those little plastic thingies attached are suddenly too small.  What HAPPENED?  I don’t know.   She lives on pink milk and vitamins, so I blame the growth hormones perpetrated on the [...]

Dan Brown, Freemasons, Vampires, Alzheimers, Menopause, and some Stuff About Me.

This post is not really entirely about Dan Brown.   Sorry.   It was a trick!  To make you look!   I know nothing about Dan Brown and/or Freemasons, except that I do know that his book sold one million copies on its first day because this was retweeted one million times on my Twitter stream yesterday and [...]

It’s Not Five Things & It’s Not Friday, But Rather More Bachelorette Nonsense.

OK, I know The Bachelorette is long since over and no one should care anymore about these people, and frankly, I don’t much care about them either and you’d think I would, having spent so much time typing about them.   But I don’t.   And yet, I’m sort of lying.  Because whenever I see an article [...]

The Bun is Now Going to School, But He Hasn’t Learned Anything Yet So Don’t Ask Him About It.

Because this is such a huge rite of passage (mostly for me because my life now involves the words “alarm” and “clock” together in the same sentence),  you’d think that I’d have been there with my camera, capturing every single shining moment for the future.   Such as, for example, this one:

But I did not do [...]

Oh Hai Universe, Thank You For Pooping On My Head.

So in the last little while, I’ve been thinking about karma and luck and all other impossible-to-measure and are-they-really-real things that we — meaning “I” — use to provide rationale for why my life is either going swimmingly thank you very much or whether it’s repeatedly stabbing me with a sharp pin in the eyelid.
To [...]

Five Completely Random Things That I Feel Like Blogging About. Booyah.

1.  What is it with the word “booyah”?   And is that how you spell it?  It must be, because the spell checker says it’s correct.   Well, booyah.   What a completely ridiculous word, and yet also fun to say out loud.   Try to work it into your conversation at least ten times in one day and [...]

So then there was the preschool picnic.

The night before the preschool picnic, it rained so hard that I couldn’t sleep.   Secretly, I was relieved.   Because rain meant NO PICNIC.   And I’m mean like that and also socially anxious and more than a little socially inept.   Any kind of social event like a school picnic gives me hives because it’s just another [...]