I've been running around like crazy lately trying to get stuff done. Stuff for her, for him, for them, for it... very little for me. All sorts of stuff really. Errands, tasks, printing, thinking, singing, dancing, losing my voice. Well that last one wasn't on the list of things to do, though it did happen. … Continue reading I’ll be sitting still for 45 minutes…
Category: mommified
brake please, or stop you freaking idiot!!!!
Every school day we wake up early, get ready for school and then, with our neighbors from across the street, walk to school. K and the boy across the street have been in the same class since their first year of pre-school so this had been a routine for about 4 years. It's a good … Continue reading brake please, or stop you freaking idiot!!!!
that’s what I get for thinking…
Last night before I climbed into bed with my laptop and a stack of papers I needed to read and or type up I took NyQuil. I have a cold and I am trying to kick that cold before Friday night gets here so I don't sound/look/seem like I have a cold on the show. … Continue reading that’s what I get for thinking…
growing up
Some of my earliest memories are of my mother sewing. She seemed to be able to make anything with her old white Singer. It had a special table in every house we lived in and at it she could make a new dress, fix a pair of pants, attire my baby dolls in style or … Continue reading growing up
the butcher, the baker and the candlestick maker…
Rub a dub dub, Three men in a tub, And who do you think they be? The butcher, the baker, The candlestick maker. Turn them out, knaves all three! Do you remember that rhyme? For some reason it sticks in my head more so than any other I learned as a child so let me … Continue reading the butcher, the baker and the candlestick maker…
sweet dreams or you’re grounded…
Bedtime. We have a love hate relationship with it in my house. I love sleep. I love to go to sleep. I love that I wake up each day since it means that I'm alive and all, but the whole waking process makes me really really cranky. Really. With me the love part is the … Continue reading sweet dreams or you’re grounded…
Chronicles of Bubba the Hamster: Part 2
There's something all of you should know, and I want to tell you this in no uncertain terms... Ready for the knowledge I am about to impart to you? Here it is, hamsters are gross, nasty, unhygienic little fuckers who given the chance will lie around in their own shit all day. Yucktastic. Bubba is … Continue reading Chronicles of Bubba the Hamster: Part 2
Chronicles of Bubba the Hamster: Part 1
On the top floor of our house is a guest room. A dresser sits in the middle of the room, like an island. Atop that dresser is a red towel and atop that towel is a blue and red plastic cage. Inside that cage? Lives our holiday house guest, a hamster named Bubba. Well, Bubba … Continue reading Chronicles of Bubba the Hamster: Part 1
why stay at home moms should never ever drink during the day… ever
I dropped K off at school even though there were big dark looming clouds. I figured I was going to have her home with me for two whole weeks and I should sneak in some sanity now while I had the chance and get her off to school. Plus? I totally needed to get some … Continue reading why stay at home moms should never ever drink during the day… ever
what is this “bed time” of which you speak?
Something is amiss. Maybe it's something in the air, like snow. It certainly isn't anything on the ground like snow because as I write this we have a serious lack of snow on the ground. On Monday K had a snow day. On Tuesday K had school. Wednesday K had a SNOW DAY. Yes I … Continue reading what is this “bed time” of which you speak?
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