Long walks. Hyperventilating into a paper bag. Meditation. Locking yourself in the bathroom with the vent fan on high so no one can hear you scream…
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Long walks. Hyperventilating into a paper bag. Meditation. Locking yourself in the bathroom with the vent fan on high so no one can hear you scream…
2 CommentsDespite the sultry temperatures outside, the calendar doesn’t lie and so this morning Jack hopped on the big yellow cracker box to start 7th grade. It was…
7 CommentsIf it’s February, it’s winter in Chicago, and I’m again suffering from a terminal case of AAS. It’s cold and dark (even when it’s sunny) and…
7 CommentsWe’re at T-minus one week, ONE WEEK PEOPLE, until Christmas Eve. Are you ready? I am. Maybe. Kinda. I should probably wrap gifts and make sure…
Leave a CommentAnd so the school year began. The boys are now back to whatever passes for school for them. J is into his first full week of…
1 CommentWhen you make a decision, it’s YES or NO in one form or another. When you don’t make a decision, or put it off so long that…
4 CommentsTwo students. Two similar scenarios. Student one: Young, talented musician. Plays the cello, piano, and oboe. Listens to music constantly, on the radio, streamed on the…
9 CommentsIn under a month I will be the mom of a teenager. I’m going to sit here and reread that sentence a couple thousand times and…
15 CommentsBecause reasons. Because reasons is now my go-to explanation for when life goes pear-shaped sideways and things don’t get done. It’s shorthand for “I am in…
16 CommentsIt’s that time of year again, friends, when you toddle on into a school, sit in a wee little chair with your knees in your ears,…
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