I’ve known Sarah for just shy of forever. Seriously. She was one of my first flute students when I moved to Colorado 14 years ago, and now we’re OMG MY KIDS ARE DRIVING ME INSANE friends. With wine. Or margaritas. …
I’m currently in the wilds of southeastern Utah…or southwestern Colorado…oh heck, somewhere in the Four Corners area. I have spotty cell coverage, but somehow the calls and texts from idiots on the east coast are still getting through. What idiots? …
Ah…ain’t nuttin’ like a good old-fashioned road trip…with new-fangled mobile blogging technology. And in true House of Chaos style, we’re giving the Griswolds a run for their money. While we’ve had a largely uneventful trip (and it’s going to STAY …
It is Friday and while I could write all sorts of pithy and informative and touching things, I just ain’t gonna. It’s Week in Review! Because I want to. And because I found the World’s Greatest Margarita Mix and frankly, …
Don’t forget to enter the 101 Success Secrets for Gifted Kids giveaway! You have until Monday, 16 May! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Once upon a very long time ago (2006), I started a wee little blog after a year of reading blogs all …
I am honored, blessed, lucky, pleased, delighted, and thesaurus-dependent to bring another interview with the awesome and inspiring Christine Fonseca. If you remember, last fall Christine was interviewed here for her book, Emotional Intensity, and today she is again my …
I’m sure we’ve all heard the oft-repeated phrase, “God doesn’t give you more than you can handle.” It’s been said to me more than once…can’t imagine why. At some point, likely in the very near future, I’m going to snap, …
Because I wanted to give A his very own post celebrating his advancement to ten digits, I left off pretty much everything that happened yesterday. Jen? What all happened on 14 April, The Year of Our Lord 2011? I have …
Ten years ago I was a very different person. I thought I was stressed. I was convinced I was busy. And I knew I could handle parenting. You’ve all peed yourselves laughing, haven’t you? What a difference a decade makes. …
At some point this morning, between pouring meds down a half-sleeping child’s throat and inhaling my first cup of coffee, I realized that I’d rather drink a bucket of warm yak spit than return to Denver this afternoon. I’m sure …
