I have a lot of balls in the air. I always tend to take on more than anyone could reasonable expect to handle. But, then again, I'm not really reasonable...and I'm not alone. So many of us overschedule ourselves and our kids so that we have little to no downtime. I've always had a tendency... Continue Reading →
Yesterday I was enjoying a cup of coffee after getting the kids off to school when the phone rang. It was the school nurse saying that my son fell during recess and his foot went out sideways and had an egg shaped bulge. The visual of his foot “going out sideways” and an “egg shaped... Continue Reading →
I spent the day shopping with my fourteen year old daughter today because she has nothing to wear. Apparently she can't find anything among all the heaps of clothing in her room. So, fine, we went to the mall....on a Saturday afternoon. It was crowded and loud and all that. We got lucky and found... Continue Reading →
In an attempt to get over my birthday funk I'm posting the top forty hits of my birthday month and year. Some are pretty perfect and some are questionable, at best. My favs are #s 1💕, 7, 4, 9, 13💕, 16💕, 30💕 and 37. 1. Elton John & Kiki Dee Don't Go Breaking My... Continue Reading →
My Attempt at Expressing Gratitude on Father’s Day I am not a very sentimental person. I used to be, but that part of me is long gone. Lately, my cards to my dad on Father’s day consist of something like “Happy ‘Farter’s day” or “Enjoy laying in your armchair… since that’s something you never... Continue Reading →
“I need to speak with the man of the house. Refrigerator repair is quite technical and you wouldn’t understand.” I was sitting in my formal dining room polishing the silver when the doorbell rang. I jumped up from the table and danced over to the door trying not to let pain from the tightly cinched... Continue Reading →
There is always that one song that takes you back in time. For me, there are lots of those songs. Some of them transport me to painful times, and some to happy times. Sadly, any Nirvana song takes me straight back to tenth grade and makes me feel like an overly sensitive, heartbroken teenager. But... Continue Reading →
