There are basics in everything, even parenting. I read this article today about wardrobe basics. I’m forever trying to stock my closet so I look like…well, someone super cool. It never works, and I default to the navy blue T-shirt and jeans just about every day, but it’s still a new year so I’ll delude…
I may have missed my chance to be rich and famous. Maggie came home tonight and informed me that if I just wrote books like the one she started reading today, I would be famous and rich and people would love me. Wow, I was a little taken aback by her enthusiasm, but Maggie doesn’t…
You can be the outcast or be the backlash of somebody’s lack of love, or you can start speaking up. More than anything else, more than any other “life skill,” I wish this for my children. Actually, I wish it for all of us. It’s Friday. Enjoy. That’s all from the laundry room. Sleep Naked.
Going out for dinner and drinks on Halloween feels a little like what I would imagine Vegas at Christmas would feel like. It was odd, super odd. It was as if we were invited to a land we didn’t really know existed. Not quite Alice in Wonderland, but it was close. This was our first…
Parenting sucks. There it is, my first thought when the alarm went off at 5:10 this morning. If you have never read my blog before and you are thinking of clicking that FOLLOW button based on the above statement because you can’t stand your kids and you feel like this blog will be a place…
When our daughter left for college last year, I ran around buying and organizing everything I could possibly control. We moved her to her dorm, returned home, I finished cleaning out her room and I cried. I knew immediately that I would miss the day to day. Michael kept walking by her room and checking…
Lower it up. When my children were younger if they wanted the music or a movie turned up they would say, “Lower it up, please.” It started with our oldest daughter and the phrase was handed down to the other two. My youngest still slips up and says it now and then. I love the…
Remember Kraft Singles? Or folding a piece of Oscar Meyer baloney in half and biting a hole in the center? Michael asked me these two questions last night. We’ve been married a long time. I had a crap day and after talking with him I went to bed a little lighter, a little less adult.…
I never liked dodgeball in school. Actually, I only remember playing it once and I was slammed with the ball before I even knew what hit me. I don’t like getting hurt. Physically or emotionally, pain is not my thing. I don’t mind being physically sore or even emotionally pissed off, but I try to…