There is no point to this post
I am a weepy, sad mess today. I want to be invisible, quiet and alone. I won’t be though. I’ve felt it coming on for a few days now, but…
Today I have thoughts but not too many, don’t worry.
The title is a little mis-leading. Almost every day I have thoughts. But today, I have the presence of mind and the resolve to torture others will them, so here…
This morning was hard and I owe them an apology. A letter to my smalls
Dear Mason, Deacon, Paxton and Miranda, First, let me start by saying that I love you all, beyond reason and measure. Second, let me admit to you all that I…
Today is a good day
As an act of deviation from my usual modus operandi of bitching and moaning and generally wallowing in self-pity (and chocolate), I am here to share that today is a…
Good bye, our Lucy
The Life and Times of our Lucy Liu, with us April 2012 – February 2018 When we bought this house in 2012, it came with cats. Like fourteen feral cats…
A disappointing find: Retail price cover ups in broad daylight
Oh Rexall, how you have let me (read: everyone) down. I spend quite a bit of time making sure to find the best value for each and every one of…
Confessions of an unhinged blogger
Family
Keswick Kids
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Just sitting here raising a big spender, is all. Paxisms
I took my smalls on a mini-shopping trip on yesterday. They all had Christmas money that they were desperate to spend. So, at the second store, Pax finds exactly that…
Confessions of an unhinged blogger
Family
Keswick Kids
Posts for the sake of my own sanity
Random Shit
True stories
Guys, I think I’m making a pig’s ear of this parenting gig
Preamble: Kids need to play outside. I mean, fresh air, physical activity, rosy cheeks and bright eyes, right? All good things that help promote healthy mental health (awkward, much?) and…
Confessions of an unhinged blogger
Family
Gratitude and Blessings
Posts for the sake of my own sanity
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And today he would have turned 70 (fabulously, adorned in sequins, stilettos and feather boas, no doubt)
We get but one life. Four days ago it was my birthday (yay, me!). And today, the person who contributed 50% of my DNA would have turned 70 years old…
Dear 2017, it’s been swell, but this is where we part ways.
Dear 2017, As was true of your predecessors, I welcomed you happily, full of hope, motivation and gratitude, a year ago today. We had a mere 365 days together (or…