When i was a teenager, it was my mission in life to get to The Mall. Any means necessary. Even public transportation *horror music plays* I don’t know why. Maybe because it beat sitting at home alone with the TV on.. maybe it was so i could fantasize about being able to actually walk into […]Read More Mall Shmall!
I’m such a newbie up here in the Northwest, it’s almost comical. It’s a good thing i have little to no self respect. Pushing out two kids the old fashioned way in a room full of strangers, and my husband, kind of stripped a lot of self-importance away. go figure So when stupid questions must […]Read More NooB
I cannot, and hope to never understand what the parents of those Connecticut victims are going through. It’s unimaginable to try and fathom what and how this would happen. I went through a rollercoaster of wanting to know, to be informed of what’s going on, and then immediately wanting to unknow all of the information […]Read More Sympathy
So i’m slowly making my way down a new path with my son. He’s 6 and very much a character. From the beginning he’s been my challenging one. Sweet, sassy, opinionated and independent are just a few of the words that come to mind. He was a colicky baby who ended up in a correctional […]Read More A New Path
I never got around to sending my list to you because i feel we’re at a place where i can just speak out loud and you’ll hear me. This is my son’s take on the whole thing, anyway. So here’s my list. 1. Kids who go to sleep at bedtime (it’s not much and epic […]Read More Dear Santa
It’s been a weird 24 hours here. It all started last night when i had my therapist appointment. I’ve only met with this woman once, but i was really positive and felt great after that initial meeting. I thought at the time 6 pm was late for an appointment, but she said she’d just be […]Read More Twilight Zone
Holy shit, the holidays are stressful. I remember looking forward to the cold winter after we moved here. I’m finally in a place where there are noticeable seasons! Not just double digits as a respite from the triple digits. I did not, however, factor in a traveling husband, a seemingly always bored restless six year […]Read More Bah Humbug!