If – Then

If, you put color on your hair or bleach on your face (shut up), Then, someone WILL knock on the door.

Sarah’s dance play-by-play

Right now, Sarah is at the eighth grade dance at Calhouns on the River. I hope no bodies float past the pier tonight. Sarah wore a dress that is shorter than she has worn in the past. It highlights her new curves* without showing anything. She wore cute sandals and a teeny bit of eye […]

stupid birds

I know I’ve said it before, but birds flying into my peanut butter fingerprinted and slobbery dog nose streaked windows is enough to make me doubt Darwinism.

8th grade dance

The next 24 hours will be dedicated to the 8th grade dance. We are deeply embroiled in discussions on wardrobe, hair, makeup and nails. Age appropriateness discussions are annoying Sarah and frustrating me. Limousines, formals, dates and restaurants have become an issue. Your two cents?

I heart flickr

Besides unearthing (and disposing of) the old 8-tracks, my parents found my old yearbooks and a scrapbook I made of the first 22 years of my life. After that, I was a parent and behind the camera instead of in front of it. The scrapbook was one of the old, old styles with sticky pages […]

trust your bus driver

I’m still waiting for a call from Knox County Schools and/or the bus driver to explain exactly what happened while my child was on their bus this morning. I guess that if Tommy didn’t have a cell phone, we wouldn’t even know that he is alright. Have I mentioned lately that the school system should […]