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So as if the basket full of food from Botulism-R-Us wasn’t enough, now I know what my birthday gift was really supposed to be. And it’s an anticlimax, to be sure.

Mom made this table out of a marble top, a wooden base, and a seashell-encrusted pillar. It’s actually not so bad and I . . . → Read More: I’ve got a difficult mother.

So Peter and I decided to adopt a family this holiday season.  Just after last Christmas, I bought a tree and a few accoutrements and stored them up in the attic, with the intent of getting gift cards and other items to include in a package given to a family in need in our . . . → Read More: I’ve got good friends.

I just got an email from one of my coworkers that supposedly knew what Mom’s gift was that read about the unwrapping yesterday:

On Dec 5, 2008, at 7:46 AM, [name redacted] wrote: Wait a minute. Sounds like your mom is trying to poison someone, but not you. From what we were told, that is . . . → Read More: Gift Update: Death may have had the wrong address, it seems.