Sometimes it’s the Best of Times over here. Usually my kids wear bathing suits in the swimming pool, and their mommy goes through the motions of having her act together.This week has not been the Best of Times. What would the opposite of that be?Oh yeah. Worst of Times.Thanks, Dickens. You’re a literary genius.To recap:...Continue Reading
Catie joined the swim team this year. And then, what happened? Seriously. What happened to our schedule, our free time, and our sanity? Swim team is CRAZY. I’m here to tell you only crazy people do this. Crazy people who attend practice EVERY SINGLE DAY. Up until now, we could barely make it to Sam’s...Continue Reading
Lately I’ve been writing letters to my kids. They’re not always sappy, as usual letter-writing-to-kids calls for. They’re letters about things I want to say, but I can’t. Sometimes I can’t say these things because it is an inappropriate thing to say. Sometimes I can’t because I’m more of a stoic mommy, who tries way...Continue Reading
I’ve been sitting at La Madeline for the better part of an hour trying to write this post.This post could be taking so long because I’m SO TIRED from this week. The early morning (and all day) swim meet, last day of school drama and energy and excitement, husband in and out of town has...Continue Reading
Today’s Fraudulently Asked Questions is with Elisabeth. She’s here to discuss uniforms. Actually the recent absence of those plaid jumpers and red polos. FAQ #1: Your outfit is so…fancy. What’s the occasion?Elisabeth: School is over! After one hundred and eighty mornings of my mom insisting I wear those plain polo shirts and boring dresses, I...Continue Reading
Today is the twin’s last day of school. Which is bittersweet. Sweet because it has been such a wonderful year. Bitter because of my raging to-do list. Right now, it seems, I need to stop by or pick something up from half the places in our town. Not to mention our house is really in...Continue Reading
Today’s Fraudulently Asked Questions is with our local handyman. We call him M. Actually most of the family calls him, “DADDY!!”FAQ #1: You had quite a weekend. Assembling two sets of bunk beds and then a fifth bed, rewiring the lighting for most of the rooms, and installing two ceiling fans. So far, you only...Continue Reading
Oh, man. This week is kicking my butt. Beating me senselessYou win, Neverending Week. UNCLE. Just stop.Here’s the run down of the week’s lows and lower lows……while chowing down on macadamia nuts on Monday, I chomped into my own lip. Which really hurt. But you know what hurts worse than that? REPEATEDLY biting the swollen...Continue Reading
About twenty years ago, when I was in college, I fell in love with the Indigo Girls’ music. Their songs have lyrics like, “There’s not enough room in this world for my pain,” so, of course, this musical duo is absolutely perfect for melodramatic girls who are going through break-ups and best friend drama. Because,...Continue Reading
The very exciting news around here is that my faithful minivan hit 100,000 (+6) miles this weekend.(When I said that sentence in my head, it sounded sarcastic and sort-of funny. But, like most of my text messages, the sarcasm didn’t translate into print. So, then, it was like I had typed the MOST suburban mom...Continue Reading
