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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…
The June Cleaver of Keswick. Only fatter. And funnier, with more kids and fewer aprons.
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…
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…
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…
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…
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…
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…
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, 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…
This morning I was seeking solutions to some ongoing school bus woes. I thought brainstorming here may help to clarify an appropriate course of action for me to take. Because…
Part Two of the Engagement ring trilogy, examining the history of engagement rings and how diamonds got involved in this debacle. Know her? Dude, I OWN her! So, it turns…