Stirring the pot.
The power balance, female hormone edition, has been all out of whack since last weeks episode of Girly Prize Fighter. It seemed to be improving and then because someone crossed a boundary and put a tv remote on a bed,…
Hermit.
First it’s Autorama time. The prep for that is intense, and Hubby and Mr. Gatsby are basically hiding in the garage until things are ready. So of course once Autorama prep was in full swing, each kids car, in succession,…
Let me just rearrange your face.
If you could use just one word to describe your day(s), what would it be? I have so many that come to mind, but none of them are really adequate unless you toss a four letter word in the front.…
I like my eggs dippy.
Mr. Gatsby and Hubby have been at Autorama all evening, for the last two days. Mr. Gatsby is showing his car, for the first time. (I’m so proud of him and how he’s handled the challenges life has tossed at…
Where did I leave my glasses?
When you want something from the closet and it is locked, you have to ask for help. Problem occurs when you aren’t really speaking to the person you have to ask to help, but you really want what happens to…
Ummm, what?
Each day this week, I have reached out to school, asking for the status on the escort system that Daytime Emmy Nominee is supposed to have in place, per her IEP. That escort is to ESCORT her from class to…
Death by closet.
I’m so glad to be home and surrounded by what’s familiar. Things like finding two salad forks under a pile of laundry, and nearly being swallowed alive by an avalanche of stuff shoved into the closet. Glass half full: I’ve…
Hello, Instacart.
Most of the things in my life, show up on my porch in Amazon boxes, delivered by my favorite dude in the brown uniform. Salad forks, are included in that list of things. For all of you that have asked,…
Natural Consequences
I’ve said this before, but I have learned so very much about parenting in the last handful of years. The biggest lesson, “Natural Consequences. Let them happen.” I used to put forth a lot of energy trying to save kids…
The sounds of silence.
The day started with Sassy Britches missing the bus. It sure looked like an intentional miss if you ask me. (Cameras all over my house.) She must really have a strong distaste for second hour. Chemistry isn’t really my fav…
