Addendum
I was originally going to post an apology about my “love letter” to the bus driver (and everyone else) who tears up my street. I don’t usually drop the F-bomb…at least, not in print. And then yesterday in Denver a …
I was originally going to post an apology about my “love letter” to the bus driver (and everyone else) who tears up my street. I don’t usually drop the F-bomb…at least, not in print. And then yesterday in Denver a …
I’m certainly not a tree-hugger (mainly ’cause our nearby trees are planted twigs, and a good squeeze might kill ’em), but I’m actively trying to change some things in our lives for our health and the health of the environment …
Note: I apologize for the intense profanity, but really, you should hear me when the bus (and delivery trucks, and cement trucks, and SUVs, and minivans, and sedans, and hatchbacks, and anything with four effin’ wheels) tears down my street. …
It’s been six years, but I’ll never forget. A is no longer the infant I held tightly in my arms as I watched it all unfold, but I’ll never forget. I remember that day with tears and a heavy heart, …
I gotta see what you all can come up with on this photo (I got it from my dad’s cousin, no idea where she found it). Uh, best caption gets…uh…a pat on the back and a “Job Well Done!” Oh, …
How is it possible that when a child-sized cup of milk is knocked over: *It doesn’t just spill and be easy to clean up, but is splashed over every possible surface in a three-county radius *It doesn’t dry after being …
Overwhelmed. Tired. In desperate need of a weekend away. I got nuttin’ today, so here ya go. Random online quiz that told me exactly what I already knew. Have a great weekend. You Scored an A You got 10/10 questions …
Pity party, table for one… In the last 24 hours I have set up speech therapy for J and interviewed a new OT for A. Is this ever going to end? J’s speech therapy is covered by the school district …
A guest blogger today: my dear, darling husband Tom. He has quite the sense of humor… This came to me yesterday while I was mowing. Part of the beauty of lawn work. Or delusions from overheating. Either way, here it …
I updated my blogroll. Didn’t think it would happen this year. And yes, I fully realize I’m going to hell for reading Emails from Jesus. I dare you to read and not laugh.