Did You Get the Number of that School Bus That Ran Over Me?
School started how many weeks ago? I'm scared to look. But I'm pretty sure that I've seen one report card and then one progress report so that adds up to 9 weeks. I think. Suddenly every week morphs...
View ArticleBallerina Down!
I took a rare few minutes one evening this week, and was laying in my bed reading. I had instrumental Christmas music playing. My son comes dancing through the room, doing his best Nutcracker...
View ArticleI heard myself gasp out loud in the car.
Yesterday after work I was driving to run some errands and do some Christmas shopping. A few hours earlier a friend had pulled me into their office at work to show me the breaking news about the school...
View ArticleI Wanna Be Yoda
I Wanna Be Yoda! For all you non-Star Wars fans out there (does that automatically make you a Trekkie?) Yoda was all-knowing. Calm. Peaceful. Like a miniature Zen-something or other creature. Somehow...
View ArticleHow to Tame that Mountain of School Papers
Today, I organized a very old stack of memoribilia. For me, memoribilia is the other "stuff" I keep other than photos. This stack was all the cool stuff that my son had brought home from school that I...
View ArticleAlcoholic Cookies
So there are these cookies. The box (or the fancy cylinder Tin rather) calls them "cream-filled wafer-something" (Dang it, I just had to get up and go look again and I just read it 15 seconds ago...)...
View ArticleHow to Survive the "How Long is that Flight?"
I was lucky enough to get to go to Hawaii a few weeks ago for the first time. Crazy thing is, I get to go again in about five weeks. (Long story – Anyhow…) Since I knew that I was doing this again so...
View ArticleMom Moment: “Is This The Only Poop?”
I had a Mom Moment the other night. And this is how I knew that I was having a Mom Moment… because here are the words I heard myself say - “Is This The Only Poop?” There are those things you swore...
View ArticleHot Wings, Cold Date.
Heard this story this week and had to share with those of you that have been burned (or bored) by the dating pool. "I went to this place for happy hour to meet a guy for the first time. On the way...
View ArticleThe P in Panic is for Packing!
I'm packing again. It always stresses me out! But I wanted to share a few tips on packing for those tropical locations. I am not (and never will be) one that travels light. So I learned that a combo...
View ArticleAs Far As I Can See
As far as I can see, the colors in the sky race away from me like fleeing thoughts. White, to clear blue, to dark grey. The colors of the sunset are brilliant but fragile. Orange and pinks and yellows...
View ArticlePuppy-Dog Tails? Pffffttttttt.....
With summer in full swing, it's brought to mind (more like slapped me in the face like a pair of dirty socks) "what little boys are made of." Everywhere I turn, there seems to be a wet swimsuit. Dirty...
View ArticleAdolescence: Like "Rock-Em, Sock-Em Robots"
I googled "Adolescence" so I didn't spell it wrong, so now I'm looking at the definition on my phone. It's based on Latin (like most cool words are) and it means "to grow up." I've seen my sixth grader...
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