• 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.
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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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As it turns out, I’m afraid of heights. I mean, like real, full on, can’t breathe, OMG am gonna die AFRAID.

The thing with a lifelong fear of heights is that as a person who is afraid of heights, you tend to avoid heights, period, and then you lose touch with EXACTLY HOW AFRAID YOU ARE.   If “you” are “me”, that is.  You forget.   You think — because you are an idiot — that [...]

Welly, welly, well, well.

Here’s the thing:  I am trying not to be so busy.   I am always so busy (especially now that I’m babysitter-free due to The Single Most Ridiculous Teen Angst Drama in the History of The Planet Earth) and as a result, I run around feeling all the time like I’m LATE (this is because [...]

My BABY is GROWING UP TOO FAST. Stop the presses!

Well, it happened.   The Bun — who is FOUR, btw, not SIX as one would expect in this situation — has lost his first tooth.   I know, right?   WHAT HAPPENED?   It seems like just yesterday we were all in a lather because his teeth were just coming in and he was [...]

Some stuff about school, in case you are FOLLOWING THIS STORY CLOSELY.

It was kindergarten registration this week which means that I went into a tailspin of angst about what is THE RIGHT THING TO DO.    The Bun is currently in a private school that we can’t really afford long-term and that does full day kindergarten, which we don’t really want, and separates the boys from [...]

Being a Parent is Awesometastic. Sometimes. Other times? Not so much.

I am going to give you a brief summary of my week.   Why?  Because I can.   I have a blog.   I have a story.    Well, sort of.   I mean, it’s not an actual story because the plot doesn’t move along and there is a whole big fat lot of repetition, [...]

There’s a game I like to call, “Hunt the Barf.” Fun for the WHOLE FAMILY!

Every once in a while something happens to me that is gross and the VERY FIRST people I think of when this happens are YOU people, aren’t you so happy? Because this story is gross, and it also has no ending. It’s really a short story. I’ll have to [...]

So Then We Got the H1N1 Vaccination.

I deliberated long and hard about whether or not to immunize the kids (and me) against H1N1. The vaccine has had only limited testing, no matter how the government wants to frame it up, they still just don’t know about long term effects. Then some more kids died from [...]

Where The Wild Things Are Abusive And Don’t Even Stick To The Few Words Of The Original Script: WARNING, SPOILERS.

So last night we went to see Where The Wild Things Are. (And no, we weren’t baked.) (And yes, everyone else in the theatre was baked.) (And also, yes, popcorn sales were brisk.) And whoa. And also, what? WHAT HAPPENED? [spoilers below the jump]

    

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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 [...]

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 [...]