I had a life before kids, like most folks. Through a series of frantic, chaotic, not always in my control events, I stopped work to be a stay at home mom and traveling wife. I loved working as much as a non-millionaire employee could love work. I loved my co-workers. I loved the challenge my […]Read More Dipping Back In The Work Pool
So are the days with our kids. That’s what everyone likes to say. Hell, I say it to new moms. It’s unavoidable and it’s all true. It’s true that when you are on the other side, time has flown. It’s also painfully true when you are in the thick of it, time stands still some […]Read More Like Sands Through The Hourglass…
We have been adjusting around here. Adjusting to my mom getting ready to move into her own apartment after living with us for over five years. My daughter only knows life with Gramma around. I’ve been talking to the kids prepping for the actual moving day so it’s not a big “Surprise! Today’s the day!” […]Read More Parenting Is Not For The Weak
Driving my son to fencing practice last night, he began talking about civilization. At first I thought it was just iPad withdrawal, but turns out he was going somewhere with it. I have to paraphrase here because honestly, I wasn’t actually listening in the beginning. I tuned in off and on and it went something […]Read More Alien Evolution
We are a video game family. My husband makes them so it’s sort of a requirement. This is aided by the fact we all enjoy them. I like RPGs. (Role Playing Games) I’ve lost many a personal growth opportunity to playing WoW. (World of Warcraft) I no longer play, but had played since the beta […]Read More Armor
Dear Teachers of My Little Angels, I tried. I really did, I swear. I tried really hard to prepare them for going back to school today. I even began prep last night. 7:45 Tuck everyone in. Everyone was bathed, storied, brushed, loved, and hugged. 7:49 Girl child comes downstairs claiming headache and inability to fall […]Read More Break Free!
I have been absent for a while. It would seem failing at the craft fair has sent me into hiding out of embarrassment and frustration, but sadly that is not the case. Nope, I have just become a care giver to my post op husband. Imma let that sink in. You know how there’s a […]Read More New Shmoo