Sally and Susan have always been sleep contortionists. Now Spot’s old enough to join their convoluted contretemps, though why they’d choose her crib to sleep in is beyond me. Stumble This! For more posts like this, subscribe to What About Mom. Check out more Wordless Wednesdays.
I got in trouble yesterday for a comment I left on my sister’s blog about her soon-to-be ex-husband. My sister is extremely circumspect, and, while she is open with our family and her friends, she isn’t one to badmouth or vilify or be vindictive. In other words, she acts in a saint-like manner where I [...]
We took the kids to Lagoon yesterday (more on that next week). I expressed some purely platonic (“He is sooo cute!” “What a great smile” “Look at that those shoulders!”) admiration for one of the young men in the Broadway Rhythm show, and when Dick pointed this out to me, I told him I was [...]
I’ve been telling my sister to get over the Prince of Darkness (PoD) since March. Except for the days when I agreed with her that “Sure, he might get an accidental lobotomy and a heart, and everything will be fine.” Then last week he threatened to sue for custody of the kids if she asks [...]
The first time I heard someone express a desire to “stick my head in the oven,” I thought, what a sad, defeatist attitude. What good could possibly come of that, unless you had a gas oven? But now I get it: I’ve been depressed the past couple weeks. It’s a situational depression that will go [...]
I must warn you: This is not a funny post. I don’t even try to be funny here. But I do gain Greek-tragedy-like catharsis, and so can you! Someone made me mad at church today. Not an uncommon occurrence, though usually I just feel sympathy for the mis-opinionated. Unlike Giselle in Enchanted, I easily recognize [...]
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