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I refuse to fall out of NaBloPoMo on day three. No way, no how. So even though it’s 10:30 on a Saturday night, I’m cranking something out. More than a placeholder, far less than a thought-out post. So…three things. 1. …

Superstorm Sandy has been a topic of conversation (and education) around here for the last several days. Tom’s office is based smack-dab in the middle of Manhattan, so we watched a lot of live CNN streaming to keep up with …

I do holidays wrong. Holidays, birthdays…unless it’s a celebration at which paper plates and sitting on the floor in your socks is acceptable, I am Martha Stewart’s worst nightmare. I am the warning that should be slapped up on Pinterest. …

In two (TWO?) days it will be November. And for the fourth I’m off my freaking rocker year I’ve signed up to do NaBloPoMo. Why do I do this to myself? Apparently because I like to see how far I …

  You know how sometimes life catches up to you and gives you a wedgie, even when you’re going commando for the day? That’s been the last several weeks. I am mentally exhausted. So, in the attempt to prime the …

Ohhh…no no no…not what you’re thinking. Though…I will say that a few years ago I wrote an amusing little post on the perils of getting a little “adult” time with small kids in the house. (Note: if you wish to believe that I placed …

Give me strength, for if another young male creature in this house utters the word “Minecraft,” I may strangle it with its own entrails. My ears, they ring with words like creeper and mining and server. Soon they shall implode …

It is never good to start a Monday by jolting wide awake from a nightmare. One in which you are privy to a nuclear bomb, complete with hearing the blast, seeing the flash, and wondering if the backpack you’re toting and …

It was bound to happen. When you have a gifted, highly verbal, quirky 11 year old who loves nothing more than to take his mom down a peg, it was going to happen. I got pwned. Last night I was …