One who picks nits. I am a nit picker. Let’s cut to the scene last night where I am on my haunches, my child between my legs, like some of our primate ancestors, combing through her hair with the lice comb and picking out nits with my fingers. Yes folks! School’s parting gift to us!Continue reading “Original definition of nit picker:”
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Seven minutes to post
And it better be amazing. Genius. If I could just unleash my potential inner blogging potential, this could be the BEST POST EVER. Yeah right. For those of you who are worried that the commuting anxiety alas came true, or that I actually pissed off the psycho biker enough to come find me and myContinue reading “Seven minutes to post”