My Dearest Joshua (previously known on this blog as Mr Smarty Pants thinks he Knows it all 16, and 17 yo ) There are times in a mother’s life when she cannot help but wonder by what grace of which powers that be she is lucky enough to be blessed with children of high-caliber and excellent… Read More A Letter to my Son on the Occasion of Becoming an Adult
Last Year; Ah the promise that title holds. especially if you are a struggling single mom and if you are a newbie to singledom with offspring, you may have clicked on it hoping to have the magic answer to your questions and not have to reinvent the wheel of surviving while the kids are out… Read More A Single Mom’s (ok, Dad’s too) Summer Survival Guide Part 2; Now What?
Bubbsy Bansnoodle Won’t Eat His Broccoli, Unless It’s Properly Dressed. Bubbsy Banznoodle is sitting at the table He is looking positively forlorn He won’t smile or giggle, says he’s not able His Mother is puzzled and worn Bubbsy Banznoodle you haven’t eaten your broccoli I don’t want it Bubbsy confessed But why? asked his mother, Bubbsy… Read More Romantic Monday Platonic Style; A Boy and His Broccoli
It’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas dum de dum da dee…. diddle e bum day da dee de do … Oh sorry, I didn’t see you there, I was just ..um you know humming along while I look for gifts. I usually end up humming because when I sing outright – people look at… Read More The Gift of Giving – The Fourth Holiday Mental Moment
On this day in the year 2000 I know exactly where I was and what I was doing. Laying on my back with my legs in the air screaming……; oh.. no I, wasn’t screaming oh.. I mean I might have and actually I wasn’t screaming it was more like Yea not what you are thinking… Read More Boys and Their Moms
Life is funny sometimes, sometimes it is just what we expect it to be but even when it goes the way it is supposed to it can pack a wallop we may not be ready for. How is that possible to go as expected yet still surprise us and leave us breathless and stunned,… Read More How Fragile We Are, Mid-Afternoon Mental Moment
The other day when I was perusing the blogs I follow, a little overwhelmed by the catching up I need to do I popped over to Edward Hotspur‘s blog and found a post about making a bucket list. Edward, may I call him Edward? is one of the bloggers that I really am in awe… Read More What is it about Buckets?
A note dear Readers, Miss Magpie was so excited about her debut post last week and mulled and stewed for this week with a few starts and stops with ideas. This weekend was filed with activities for her, between parties church and Girl Scouts but more to the point, in the pool on Saturday Mr.… Read More Magpie’s Treasure; DeLight in This Child
As you may or may not know One of my offspring the 8 yo, is the eqivelent of a Magpie in that she likes sparkly things and will take any treasue she sees that delights her and tuck it away wherever she hides her treasures. When she was little this was on the level, day-to-day,… Read More Magpie’s Treasure
Ohhh look its that day again, You know what day I am talking about No you can not get me to say it, I won’t. For those of you just now joining us today is officially, at least on this blog, The Day that Shall Not be Named. Its a day… Read More Pieces and Puzzles and Pieces of Puzzles, Mid-Afternoon Mental Moment
Ah the promise that title holds. especially if you are a struggling single mom and if you are a newbie to singledom with offspring, you may have clicked on it hoping to have the magic answer to your questions and not have to reinvent the wheel of surviving while the kids are out… Read More A Single Mom’s (ok, Dad’s too) Summer Survival Guide
When you are divorced with kids, there is typically that little thing included in the divorce decree that outlines a custody and visitation schedule for said kids. You quickly figure out that even though you aren’t married anymore, you still have a connection with this person that you divorced, that you will for many years… Read More There is Peace in the Valley
Wow – am almost tempted to just Twitter that and forget the expanding on an idea thing but it’s too late now. Besides I think it is more than 140 characters and I don’t need to struggle with that brand of inadequacy today too….
Once upon a time I was the Queen of Christmas Cookies. True story. Picture the Queen of Hearts from Alice in Wonderland only prettier and younger and cookies not hearts. Pretty much nothing really like her at all except that she is a queen too. I rarely used the term “Off with their heads!” either.… Read More The Tale of Christmas Cookies Past
Running Naked With Scissors 