January 22, 2013, 9:30 p.m. So even though I have two posts partially finished to, you know – FINISH (one of which is about my Christmas), I have GOT to talk about what happened last night. At about 11:00 I was channel surfing (we still call it that right? I’m so ’90s about electronics, I’m…
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You know when you buy a sweater because it’s on sale, and it looks so cute on the hanger, and it’s SO cheap, but you don’t have the time or energy to try it on first? And then you get home and find out that the sweater was designed for supermodels and not suburban…
Baby It’s Cold Outside
Chris and I are total dorks. But we thought this was funny. Introducing the song stylings of CHARLIE, our elf on the shelf (who knew he was such a lounge lizard?) and ME. Happy Christmahanukwanzaakah! (visit Neil at Citizen of the Month for the full concert!)
Before and Now
If you are a parent, do you even remember what life was like before children? Well of course, we all remember! But it’s hard to imagine going back there – to have no knowledge of how it feels to live several lives simultaneously. Primarily, we’re living our own life. But at the same time we…
Brace Face
Remember how fun it was to be a pre-teen with braces? Yeah – I have no recollection of that either. Though I do remember being a pre-teen, that the awkward period of time that we now call “tween.” And BOY was I awkward. Shy, generally unsure of myself and several inches taller than the other…
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Mother to three children (four if you count my husband), keeper of a moderately sane house, admirer of beautiful interiors and fashion that becomes more and more "young" for me, textile junkie and believer in the power of wishing really, really hard. I wage a daily battle against feet on furniture, "outside voices" inside, the ever widening chasm between now and "when I used to work," wrinkles, a lack of personal time, dust and the constant arrows that having a special needs child shoots directly into one's heart. So far dust and wrinkles are winning, but only because even the best of multitaskers have their limits.