The things I do for my kids….
I'm writing this on the upper deck seating area of an enormous hotel waterpark... a generous gift from my sister and her husband. The kids are having a ball. And not just my kids; there are probably 500 offspring running and yelling around this place. Oh, excuse me....
What’s for lunch?
I'm fighting a dangerous mental habit. With five kids and a small business I am constantly beset with errands that I urgently need to do RIGHT NOW and find myself desperately wishing huge chunks of my life away. "If I can just make it through this week." or "Oh, God,...
Pretty! Shiny!
Somehow I have become enamored of diamonds. Big, shiny, show-stopping pieces. Something Elizabeth Taylor or Zsa Zsa Gabor would have worn back in the day. Yes! The Hope diamond; cursed or not, I'd like to own it, just for a little while. I know, it's crazy. Like,...
Don’t ask me, I just live here.
I think that my inattentive parenting is finally starting to pay off. A few days without clean school uniforms and my daughter has decided that I can't be trusted and has begun to do her own laundry. Today my son got sick of waiting for me and pulled out the sewing...
Trial by Fire.
Today was my first outside run of the year. Absolutely gorgeous; forty degrees, the ice finally off the sidewalks, big, fat orange sun coming up ahead of me.... Beautiful. Of course, I lost my mind a little bit. The problem is, I have no ability to regulate my tempo,...
@#$$$&% mornings.
Before we go any further, let me just say this: I love my husband. He is charming and handsome and my absolute favorite person to spend time with. He is supportive in a way that is unflagging, he has an image of me that is better than what I know myself to be and...
It’s the most, wonderful time of the year…
Next to Christmas, this is my favorite time of the year. No, not spring.... Tax season. I know, I know... this places me firmly in a rather specialized niche of individuals, like the folks that order wigs from the back of magazines or civil war re-enactors. Kooky, but...
Adventures on the 84D.
I love riding the bus. Which is probably no surprise to anyone who knows me, given the fact that I hate, no, LOATHE driving. But it's more than that really. After a long day of work, I like sitting on the bus surrounded by, but not actually interacting with, people....
Falling, falling, falling…
My husband recently finished reading a novel entitled "Things Fall Apart." I think of it every time I see the many, many projects that need to be done around our house. Although my book would be entitled "Things Fall Apart Because Your Darn Kids are Destroying Things...
Lovely silence.
I am alone in the house. Let me say that again; I am. ALONE. In the house. I think the last time that happened my dear husband had taken the kids out shopping for Y2K supplies just in case the airplanes really were going to fall from the skies and all the ATMs burst...
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