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- Parenting decisions at two in the morning.
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- A perfect moment.
- Ten things I'm in love with right now.
- My life is a metaphor. For what? I'm not sure.
- In the projects: No longer against the grain.
- It had to happen someday...
- Why I will forever and always be a cat person. And hate poison ivy.
- Some delicious eye-candy.
- The very tired housewife.
Monthly Archives: September 2011
“When a child loves you for a long, long time, not just to play with, but REALLY loves you, then you become Real….When you are Real you don’t mind being hurt…. Generally, by the time you are Real, most of … Continue reading
A month ago, my husband and I made a vow that we wouldn’t go out to eat for an entire month in an attempt to save money. I must say we picked the WRONG month for a ban on restaurant … Continue reading
So I have a new obsession. (I mean besides Pinterest.) What am I obsessed with? Well thank you for asking. Kiwi-Lime Jam. (As you read that did a heavenly chorus of angels begin singing in your head? If not, read … Continue reading
I have great ambitions to be like Martha Stewart, just not with felony charges or jail time. The woman is a good cook, a great gardener, and she’s crafty. Oh, so crafty. However, my wallet does not let me achieve … Continue reading
As I’ve spent the past 6 days laying on the couch, I’ve had a lot of time on my hands. Since there is only so much t.v. you can watch while your children are awake and since I don’t have … Continue reading
Pretty much, my family has used my lack of mobility as a rallying cry to fall apart into small pieces around me. It’s as if they are saying, “Okay Mom, we’re all going to be miserable and sick with you. … Continue reading
Apple orchards are dangerous. And prescription drugs are niiiiice. Also, there’s really nothing urgent about Urgent Care.
I often wonder what an ordinary life feels like. <Sigh.> Anyone want to come and be my personal assistant while my foot heals? The doctor says it will be better in no time, just three to six weeks is all. … Continue reading
I am not crafty in the slightest. Common garden slugs have more artistic talent than I do. And I’m mostly okay with this. Occasionally when I see some other woman create a gorgeous MacGyver-type centerpiece out of three twigs, four … Continue reading
Ten years and two days ago I was 37 weeks pregnant with my first child. My mother flew half way across the United States to spend a week with my husband and I. I remember picking her up at the … Continue reading