Some days my nails keep breaking, As I lose hair strand by strand; And the vitamins I’m taking Can’t be opened just by hand. Sometimes I sweep and mop the tile, Get dinner on the table, Then ruefully watch ev’ry child Drop as much as he is able. Somehow the same pants surface Ev’ry time … More A Day in the Life
My counselor said I need to find happiness within the life I have chosen… And that, all you shoppers at Costco, is why I am riding the shopping cart like a handlebarred skateboard. Photo Credit: Robert Andall
What do you do all day? When I was a young mom, a childhood friend asked me this. I understand that the question is among the Top Ten mothers hear, but it was the first time someone had literally asked me. My friend had been working and going to school. She was genuinely curious about what … More What Do You Do All Day?
My parents maintained that Santa Claus came each year when my siblings and I were young. We wrote letters to him and enjoyed opening surprise presents that magically appeared between the time we finally got to sleep Christmas Eve and the time my lazy parents finally crawled out of bed Christmas morning. The Christmas Spirit was, to me, … More Don’t Look a Gift Horse in the Price Tag
I’m writing today’s post from the comfort of a crowded, loud room in which the children are happily watching hours and hours of cartoons. My temperamental laptop is shoved among a pile of food I just spent two hours shopping for. I keep getting interrupted every 30 seconds to break up a fight or acknowledge … More Whose Vacation IS This?