Stop with the Mornings, Already.

Today did not start out well. My 8th grade son burst into my bedroom, looking for a ride to school. This was cataclysmic for a number of reasons: first off, I hadn’t had any coffee. Not a drop. I hadn’t even managed to stumble to the coffee maker. I had... Read more...'


  Well, that’s it, then. Miss Teen Wonder is set for college. Papers signed, money sent, room-mate chosen. Finito. Barring a spring semester senior year prank bordering on a felony, its all over but the crying. Actually, that isn’t true. I’ve... Read more...'

Honey, I Broke the Kids!

In my defense, I didn’t know that snark was a communicable disease. See, our oldest son has been driving Hubby crazy lately, due to his tendency to answer any and all spoken statements with a smart-aleck comeback.  Exasperated with the non-stop barrage of... Read more...'

Mommy Needs a Cocktail.

I’m going to admit something here. There have been times that I thought parenthood was pretty darn dull. Don’t get me wrong. I love, love, love my kids. However, there were long, unbroken stretches of time when they were little and I was at home where the... Read more...'

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