Exchange Program
So summer’s been on for fourteen days and, already, I have tired of hearing I hate swim team and it’s too hot for tennis and piano lessons suck. It’s a repetitive loop of thankless bitching, constant complaint. Mostly from my eldest, my naughty by nature son. He has deemed this Country Club Summer, all the […]
Drunk Dialing
In the effort to dismiss such things as my “reputation” as a writer; in keeping with he communal effort that is blogging, I am now indulging a sort of inebriated form of posting which, like drunk-dialing, is the solitary outreach of an intoxicated, lonely person with access to the tools of technology. It’s a blast […]
How do you do it?
How do you do it? You with the kids up your arse and the lawn needing mowing and the bathtub black with dirty footprints? How do you keep on blogging when there’s a child-led high jacking of your Mom-life?
It is officially the first day of Summer in that there is no need to be […]
To Do List
O informed me that I am behind on the laundry. “Mom, there is no space for my dirty clothes,” he announced in a disgusted tone this morning as he found the mound of sheets and uniforms and paint covered t-shirts stacked high on the washer. I skipped yesterday and somehow there’s not a clean pair […]
Sports Extravaganza
We are, so far, louse free and so I am committed to changing my playlist to a more cheerful soundtrack. No more Fallen or Orange Sky or Look After You.
Spring weekends are kid-centric and that’s okay, that’s as it should be. With sporting events, dances and the annual festival with cotton candy and nausea inducing […]
Brilliance that surrounds me
I’ve been more optimistic recently. Almost giddy on the scent of spring - the distinctive mingle of lilacs, mown lawns and fertilizer in the air. There is rebirth in the vivid green of leaves finally come to cloak the poor, bare sticks of Winter. And there is the glee in the possibility of throwing up […]
Trauma of the athletic variety
It was an odd weekend…I’m glad to be back to Monday and all the familiar rhythyms of the work-a-day. Saturday and Sunday had a cold drizzle punctuated by periods of hard driving rain, the back drop to Friday night’s Chernoybl-like meltdown with My Better Half and Saturday morning’s damp and chill soccer game where in […]
White Cake and Cavities
I know, I know, three days without a post. But it’s all over now…all that up my ass-ocity. I’m busy reclaiming my own slice of routine and normalcy save for the entire right side of my face which is still numb after enduring an excavation and a filling. This morning, when searching the calendar for […]
The Grass is Always Greener
I should be posting something lovely and springfully poignant but it’s April vacation and the kids are up my ass, and My Better Half works from home, so he too is up my ass, and the cats and the dog and the two Siamese fighting fish are up my ass. And the second floor windows […]
Annual Performance Review
I am shamelessly borrowing Mark Bazer of the Chicago Trib’s piece called Spousal Review. What better way to kick off the Spring season than with blatant judgment and acerbic commentary on one’s domestic relationships?
Apparently Mark and his wife have found some sort of connubial equilibrium by,
“each keeping a notebook in which we record all the […]
