Auntie Em, Auntie Em!
Holy Crap, what is with this wind? It’s been blowing all night, gusts up to 90 mph. I didn’t sleep much last night, kept waiting for the roof to blow off. I need to do a shingle check today. Our …
Bathtime in this house
Bathtime here is always, um, interesting. I bathe the boys together ’cause frankly, I’m lazy and don’t want to have to do bathtime twice. And they love it. But I never know what kind of bath I’m in for when …
It’s winter, right?
When I talk to people outside of Colorado, the assumption is that it’s cold and snowy here all winter long. Up in the mountains, yeah, it’s cold and snowy. On the Front Range, uh, not so much. It was 69 …
Teaching old dogs new tricks
Slowly but surely I’m figuring out this blog thing. Never thought I’d be learning html, but hey, it’ll keep my mind young. Got the links up, that’s an accomplishment. Still trying to figure out how to respond to comments via …
On sports and things
There are very few sports I really care about. Well, one. I am a die-hard Chicago Cubs fan. I can move anywhere, live anywhere, but I will only root for the Cubs, not the local baseball team. Other teams, I’ll …
Random thought
Why is it, when you run out with the kids to just do a couple of easy errands, having had 1/2 pot of coffee and 1/2 a water bottle, you will miss the last exit before a nasty roll-over accident …
Take off your coat, stay awhile…
I’m a terrible lurker. I lurk on lists, boards, and blogs. National Delurking Week has brought me out of my shell. I’ve come out of hiding and left posts on blogs! (This is a big deal for me). So now …
Where’s Smokey the Bear when you need him?
I have a terrible feeling that it’s going to be a really bad fire year on the Front Range. It’s January, and we’ve had three big fires in the last week and a half. The most recent was just west …
No more Supermom
Supermom is tired. I never really bought into the whole Supermom thing in the first place. I’m certainly not a “Super Mom”, I’m barely a “Mediocre Mom” most days. I don’t take the boys all over the place for enrichment …
Moms need sick days, too
I love this time of day. The boys are bathed, read to, tucked in bed, the dishes are done, I’m crashed on the couch with my laptop and it’s quiet. I relish quiet like nothing else these days. I’ve promised …