I still use Facebook. Many of my friends jumped ship the last time they changed their privacy agreements, but I didn’t. Partly because it does make it easier for me to keep in touch with my friends scattered across the country, but because I’ve made new friends through Facebook. I’m sure that for those of…
How (Not) to Handle the Worst
I’m sure you’ve heard about the woman who walked into a fountain at a mall, or have seen the video. She was so engrossed in texting that she didn’t notice the large fountain in front of her and fell right in. Now, if this had happened to me… I would have realized that the video…
A Spilt Cafe Mocha.
Also known as a Tale in which the Oldest Kidlet Overreacts. Sometime last weekend I realized that I’d been wrong in telling the Oldest Kidlet (who had been home, sick, on Friday) that we could retrieve his lost hat at school on Monday. Because Monday was Martin Luther King day, and his school was closed….
To those who fear change…
To those who fear change, Why do new things scare you so? Do you lack the spirit of an adventurer? Or are you simply afraid that a life that doesn’t change means bad things won’t happen to you? Not all changes in life are bad. Change brings wonderful things like marriage and children. Change brings…
What Might Have Been and What Is.
Today has been a mixed bag for me. I’ve been sick, and last night as I drifted off, I realized that today would have been the day that Jerad and I were supposed to go to Glen Ivy to celebrate my birthday and his half birthday. Usually we would go closer to the actual date,…
Forecast: Brain Fog
Sorry for the bit of silence, but I’m sick. Nothing horribly debilitating. I’ve been functioning- taking the Oldest Kidlet to school, making sure the boys are fed… but I’m sick. It seems that beyond the things I know that I need to do, my brain would prefer to take a vacation. So instead, I’ll share…
Things need to change.
I’m sure like most of the US, this weekend I was following news from the Tucson shooting. I was born in Tucson. I just spent Christmas in Tucson, and have family that lives across the city, and as close as 7 miles from where it happened. But really, it saddened me to see that in…
Easing Back Into Routines
This week has been one I’ve been looking forward to since the Oldest Kidlet’s Christmas break started- his return to school. You see, for 14 days straight (even when we were in Arizona) he asked when he’d be able to go back to school. That kid loves school- and I don’t blame him, I loved…
A Walk Too Far
TheBoy offered to take the boys for a walk. I put them in their pants, shoes and jackets and waved goodbye. I started to clean, and then… I got a phone call. Don’tpanicdon’tpanicdon’tpanic, I reminded myself as I answered with a drawn out hello. “I might have bitten off more than I can chew,” he…
Blogging a feminist mountain out of a molehill…
Jezebel has decided to bring attention to a boycott by Anne Hays of the New Yorker. Why? Because in two issues of the New Yorker, she noticed a lack of female writers and illustrators. Let’s break out the feminist pitchforks!! Sorry, Jezebel… no. I would love to see more female voices reflected in magazines that…