Dear So and So…The Apology Edition
As I am convinced that this here little blog is a megaphone to the universe, and Murphy and his little Law in particular, I offer up a slew of apologies (but no sacrifices, I’m fresh out of goats) in hopes …
The story of a dress
This is the story of a dress. A blue dress. No, not the blue dress of infamy, but my blue dress. The one that, when anyone who saw me in it is asked about the blue dress, goes “oh yeah…that dress!” …
Just a couple of things and I’ll feel so much better
It’s really been a craptastic three weeks. The fan got tired of being the target and started throwing shit back at us. Now I know how the fan feels. Poor fan. But, God willing, things will calm down in the …
Runner’s High? I’m not feeling a Runner’s High
As a general rule, I’m not a huge fan of running. I don’t run for shoe sales, I don’t run for wedding dresses, I might run if I’m being chased. And yet I signed up for a 10k training class. …
Healthy Living
Things behind the scenes here at the House of Chaos are off the fucking charts a little more chaotic than usual. Nothing I can talk about (GAH! I hate it when people do that, hinting at a problem but refusing …
Dear whatever…
If it’s Friday, it’s somewhat cranky letters from Jen to the universe in general, courtesy of 3bedroombungalow and Half-Past Kissin’ Time. Be sure to visit and play along. You’ll feel better, I promise. *************************** Dearest sons, I am fully aware …
No, don’t even THINK of pulling a prank on me
Just a reminder that today is not really one of my favorite days. Dear universe, you’ve been dicking with us here at the House of Chaos lately. May I please remind you that I was the victim of a nutso …
What makes me happy
In an attempt to regain some perspective this week I am totally ripping this off from Carmen at Mom to the Screaming Masses. Ten things that make me happy. I’m up to the challenge… Taking my boys to the movies, …
It’s not Spring Break if you’re not holding down a screaming hysterical child
Yes, indeed, there ain’t nuttin like holding down an almost 9 year old child who needs to have blood drawn. A is having a minor surgical procedure to determine once and for all if he has Hirschsprung’s Disease (unlikely at …