There’s a laugh around here somewhere
I don’t think I have seen the sun in over a week. Winter in Chicago has arrived. Incessant gloom and chill and dark and please tell me the sun is visiting you, wherever you are. My Happy Lamp is on ten …
Humor
Music that classical stations should never play before 10 am or a pot of coffee
Every morning I haul my poor tired butt out of bed, haul other poor tired little butts out of bed, and curse the morning start the day. Because I have music playing nearly 24/7 here, I usually click on over …
It’s just like that
It’s just like this. Only the blocks are one big chunk of solid cement, I am crushed beneath it, and the boys are wrestling and jumping on top while the dog barks and farts with impunity. The pencil is …
{GHF blog hop} You must be 21 to read this post
I’ve joked for years that parents with a gifted or twice-exceptional child in their care need their own private vineyard. I’ve also been heard to comment that wine should come out of a third tap on the kitchen sink. And …
Forget 40, I’d rather be anything than pregnant
Friday afternoon I received this email: Jen, We are an award winning TV production company known for sensitive and respectful documentary television. We are currently working on a new series that will chronicle the challenges and triumphs of families …
Don’t make your monkey fling poo…and other things I never thought I’d say to get my kid out of bed
When A was an infant, he wasn’t the greatest sleeper. No, wait, let me rephrase that. He avoided the sweet blessed release of slumber like I avoid inclement weather…with a lot of screaming and making others miserable if it’s forced …
The Long Winter…field trip
Did you ever read the Little House series? Remember The Long Winter? That one was always my favorite of the bunch. It reads almost like a kiddie horror novel for mollycoddled suburban children. It starts off so innocently, with a hot …
How to survive a Chicago winter polar vortex without losing your mind
Oh, who am I kidding? My mind is half gone on any given day, and now that I’ve been imprisoned by the PolarVortexPocalypse it’s toast. I haven’t set foot outside the house in roughly 72 hours, the boys even longer. …
I was given the number 6
There’s a meme meandering around Facebook where you are given a number and that’s how many unknown items you are to share about yourself. I’ve put it off for several days because really, I’ve had a blog for just shy …