you think you know someone

I thought I knew my dad. Because I’ve always known him haven’t I? Since the literal moment I was born. Before then really. But last night, I met him–really saw him for who he was, independent of being my dad–for the very first time. And now, I know him. Other people knew him. They’ve been … Continue reading

why I foster

  Why. It’s a good question. Even without a question mark. I’m introspective so I ask it a lot. I’m extroverted so then I answer. (That’s right, I can’t stop talking even when I’m the only one listening.) Right now, I’m asking it. Why do I. And here’s what I am answering to myself. Because. … Continue reading

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