Courtenay Harris Bond's Blog – December 2012 Archive (8)

Please Keep Your Hands Out Of The Potty

Our 2-year-old has decided she is ready to potty train. Combined with the fact that it is 25 degrees outside, our dog keeps peeing on our snowmen, our twins have been out of school for over a week, my wallet was stolen on Christmas Eve, andmy husband’s basketball team lost by 40 points the other night—our…

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Added by Courtenay Harris Bond on December 30, 2012 at 12:35pm — No Comments

Basketball Diaries

My hands are cold this time of year. The days are dark and short but feel long—cooped up with three restless children. The wind howls.

 

And I become a basketball widow.

 

My husband’s schedule as an independent school athletic director keeps him busy enough, even when he’s not coaching. But when his girls’ varsity basketball season begins in November, Jeff is hardly ever around. Over the past few weekends, I had to text him updates about our sick children while…

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Added by Courtenay Harris Bond on December 23, 2012 at 7:23am — No Comments

Off-Kilter

Everything feels off-kilter since I started reading and hearing about the elementary school massacre in Connecticut on Friday. Even the Christmas tree we picked out yesterday morning is listing—as if unable to right itself under the weight of the carnage.

 

Shaken by Friday’s atrocities, I awoke Saturday morning and felt the need to do something together as a family. We decided to go buy our tree. But the first place we visited wanted $40 for the small evergreen we were eyeing.…

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Added by Courtenay Harris Bond on December 16, 2012 at 2:30pm — No Comments

Milk The Cow

When Usher’s “Yeah!” came piping through my earbuds the other day as I struggled up Righters Mill Road, I’ll admit that the thumping rhythm lent a spring to my step and that I clicked up the volume as I pumped my legs. But I also found myself slightly repulsed as I listened closely, for perhaps the first time, to Ludacris rapping about “these women all on the prowl/If you hold the head steady I’m a milk the cow.”

 

Usually, I’m in favor of a little smut. I often find that a…

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Added by Courtenay Harris Bond on December 14, 2012 at 10:47am — No Comments

Crimson Tide

Fortunately, my nearly 6-year-old twins’ birthday party had concluded by the time my son started vomiting. And luckily, when Griffin began spewing up a crimson tide, I recalled a relevant anecdote from my older sister’s past—the time one of her college roommates was retching what they thought was blood, unaware that the girl had spent the better part of her evening imbibing laced, red punch. Even if operating under a grave misapprehension, they were probably still wise to rush her to the…

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Added by Courtenay Harris Bond on December 11, 2012 at 10:57am — No Comments

Of Mice And Other Demons

Starting at about 3 o’clock the other morning, our 2-year-old banged into our room several times, plunking books on the hardwood floor and knocking her doll’s plastic head against the door. My husband and I took turns walking her back to her own bed and exhorting her to stay there, over her loud protests. In these wee hours, I just wanted Jane to go back to sleep. I was too tired to exhume the contents of her particular disturbance. But later that morning, she told me what had been troubling…

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Added by Courtenay Harris Bond on December 7, 2012 at 9:44am — No Comments

Back When We Were P.Y.T.s

Hearing that Nov. 30 was the 30th anniversary of Michael Jackson’s “Thriller” made me feel ancient – and recalled some images from my past that I’d clearly repressed. Hardly unique in my 11th year, I was a huge Michael Jackson fan. This phase followed my Barry Manilow/Billy Joelobsession and predated my Madonna mania. Michael Jackson’s “Thriller” album was seminal for me, not just because the music…

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Added by Courtenay Harris Bond on December 3, 2012 at 9:51pm — 1 Comment

Call The SWAT Team -- Now!

A few nights ago before I fell asleep, I read the following passage from Mikhail Sholokhov’s “And Quiet Flows the Don”:

 

“Gurgling something into his beard, Pantaleimon limped off to his hut. He found Gregor in the kitchen. Without saying a word, he brought his stick down over his son’s back. Doubling up, Gregor hung on his father’s arm.

‘What’s that for, Father?’ he demanded.

‘For your goings-on, you son of a bitch!’

‘What goings-on?’

‘Don’t soil…

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Added by Courtenay Harris Bond on December 1, 2012 at 2:37pm — No Comments

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