It’s just like that
It’s just like this. Only the blocks are one big chunk of solid cement, I am crushed beneath it, and the boys are wrestling and jumping on top while the dog barks and farts with impunity. The pencil is …
Everyday Life
Marry the person with whom you can have a midlife crisis
“It’s the days leading up to a full moon that lands on Friday the 13th, it’s Mercury Retrograde, I haven’t seen the sun in three days, the boys gnawed on my second-to-last nerve today, I’m PMSing to a level of …
The dregs of the drafts folder
I was doing a little back-end housecleaning and oh hello, the drafts folder. Where posts go to die. I know there are bloggers out there who have several hundred or even thousand dribbles of posts in their drafts folder, but I …
A year of small gratitudes
Last year at this time I was pretty grumpy. I’d just gritted my teeth through a winter in which I was never warm and had the cracked teeth and extensive dental work to show for it. That had followed a …
Forget 40, I’d rather be anything than pregnant
Friday afternoon I received this email: Jen, We are an award winning TV production company known for sensitive and respectful documentary television. We are currently working on a new series that will chronicle the challenges and triumphs of families …
And suddenly…13
“OH MY GOD THERE’S A TEENAGER IN THE HOUSE!” Is how I was awakened on my birthday in 1986. Hang on, there’s something I have to go do at the top of my lungs. BRB… A is 13 today, a …
{GHF Blog Hop} No one told me I’d need these five things to homeschool a twice-exceptional teenager
In 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 use the deep, controlled breathing I last used during childbirth. In under a month. …
Get in the parade
When I was in middle school, about A’s age, my band director shared a piece of advice that has stayed with me ever since. “Get in the parade. Don’t let life pass you by.” It really is a brilliant little …
The Life Organizer and self-care
I am no fan of February, not by a long shot. Crap tends to happen to me in that month, from the merely irritating to the sob-producing to the life-altering. March 1 is my favorite day of the year, simply …
Many cloaks in the closet
I love my new job. I’ve been working a few weeks now and I am very happy there. I like the people, I like the work, I like the atmosphere, I like the flexible part-time hours, I like the energy …