wading into the mommy wars

I don’t usually do controversy on my blog. And I probably won’t in this post either. (Sorry to disappoint those of you who popped in because you googled “war.”) I promise that I am super-saucy and offend people in real life all the time if it makes you feel better. Just ask me how I … Continue reading

leibster award

My dear friend Candie nominated me for the Leibster Award which, if I am reading right, is a like a blog chain letter plus questions but sans the threat of horrible things happening if you don’t pass it on. So why not right? Candie’s questions with my answers: Who has been a constant in your … Continue reading

in defense of the yelling mommy

I have been reading a lot of mommy bloggers who have given up yelling at their children. Um. Way to go you guys! Really. I’m impressed. All other mommies stand in awe of you and that is why your posts are getting so much traction and attention because being a mommy, in practice, seems almost … Continue reading

spring break

This year: We went to the lego display at the local mall. Last year: We went to the real thing at THE Mall – just him and me. We miss it. Especially since, this year, my big kid is snuggling with his book, feverish and shaking through his Spring Break. Between him and his daddy, … Continue reading

give a care

My husband had surgery this week. It’s a thing he has done semi-regularly in our 20 years of marriage. It’s a thing he will, inevitably, do again. Because the surgeon says so. And because his ankles are a hot mess. Not to brag or anything but I’ve kind of gotten good at this surgery thing. … Continue reading

a most unusual club

This is the story of how I met a friend by googling my own name. Once upon a time, I googled my name. Stop it. You do it too. It can’t come as a surprise to you that I am a narcissist. This is not news. I have a blog. Only narcissists have blogs. So … Continue reading

having my cake &

I’m pretty bad at birthdays – like stinky bad.  I’m not going to remember yours even when facebook reminds me. If I do, I probably won’t do anything terribly special.  I might buy you a taco, I know a good place. Or, I might send you a text.  But chances are much better that I’ll … Continue reading

it’s a pinocchio hippopotamus

Remember that joy I was talking about six bazillion years ago when I last posted? Some of that is coming up for us. We are going to be able to adopt DJ and Lala. Lots of things (read: paperwork, red tape, and transferring case stuff from one state to another) have to happen first but … Continue reading

a mixed bag

Have you ever experienced the kind of joy that is born from someone else’s pain? It’s the kind where two parties give and get and both hearts burst but in opposite directions. Foster care and adoption are full of that kind of mixed-bag joy. It is always holding your happy and someone’s sad at the … Continue reading