What we were thinking

Me: The children need the bathroom. We don’t have time to argue with TSA. Doug: I read about backscatter and I don’t want the children doing it. I sent Cathy that link but she never reads the links I send her. I should send it again. T never sent me that document I said I […]

How not to: move furniture

I rearrange furniture. It forces me to clean nooks and crannies that are usually ignored. It allows me an excuse to declutter drawers and shelves. I find lost treasures and for a little while, I know where absolutely everything is located in that room. It makes a room feel fresh and new. I do it, […]

Beware the Monarch

I spend enormous amounts of time sitting in the car, waiting to shuffle children from one activity to another activity. It’s peaceful time that I spend writing, reading, chatting and (occasionally) killing zombies without the distraction of laundry and dishes. Unless the air is so funky that my breathing sounds like Wheezy, I roll down […]

Life lessons

Are you a teen or twenty-something who blinks your eyes, sticks out your bottom lip or whatever to get someone else to fix life’s little annoyances for you? Stop it. If you don’t, you will someday be a middle-aged incompetent, whining in the auto parts store aisle because the do-it-yourself wiper blade reference machine is […]

green fail

We recycle. We repurpose. We’re learning to eat more raw and less processed. We bring our own bags when we shop. We use water bottles instead of bottled water. I buy most of our clothes at consignment stores. I love second hand furniture. We are trying to continually evolve into a greener lifestyle. After spending […]

like an amateur haunted house

Ka-chunk-a-chunk-a-clank. The disposal makes a distinctive sound when there’s something stuck inside, but the sounds aren’t distinctive enough to identify the obstruction. It could be a harmless sippy cup valve. It could be a sharp bone fragment. It could be a brown recluse. Regardless of what is in there, the only way to retrieve it […]

more pockets

I need more pockets. No. I’m lumpy enough without the addition of a cell phone, earbuds, plastic money and car keys. Maybe I could have my internal girlie parts replaced with a velcro pouch. Perhaps I should just wear a utility belt. How about a camera/iPhone holster?

next time, I’m wearing a clown nose

I spent almost an hour casually strolling the aisles of the grocery store. I marveled at the varieties of something as simple as milk. I looked at new products that may or may not have been food. I studied the changes in packaging and the subtle reduction of quantity in each and every prepackaged food […]

big girl underoos

Since candy and education are so controversial (who knew?), let’s talk about the clothing that women wear under their clothes. It had been more than four years since I bought new under the clothes clothing for my bottom half. The situation was getting to the point that it would be very embarrassing if I was […]

bad foreplay

In no particular order and requiring no explanations, five actions that warrant the bad foreplay card: 1. punching partner in the face 2. noxious gas from any orifice 3. “I like this one best, because it’s bigger.” 4. “One of the animals threw up in the other room, but we’ll clean it up afterwards.” 5. […]