I am THAT mother. You know the one? She overdoes the birthday parties, bakes cupcakes with the class, writes funny Christmas cards that she sends to 120 people on time (no letter folks, I am not THAT mother). Her dog is always groomed, her kids are well behaved and her house is tidy (Ha,......
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I have learned to co-exist with racoons in my trash. They can scrounge all they want as long as they close the lid and don’t make a mess of our walkway. Can I get them to teach my son to close the lid? But this is war. A few nights ago I heard someone walking......
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MY FRIDAY F-OFF Some Fridays I will take time to tell you about something pissing me off. Therapy for me. Mild amusement at my expense for you. Win-Win. I was always invincible. Not anymore. Now well into my 40s, I have found that I can no longer: Drink until 1am and still get the kids to......
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