I don’t like watching people eat live, slimy, crawling insects. In the old days, I watched the reality TV show, Survivor, with Mark. I haven’t checked out a reality show since. I’m not a snob. I just don’t get the fascination. Actually, I liked the part of Survivor where the contenders talked about their families, and I did like watching the dynamics of the groups at play. With each new season, it seemed to be less about interacting and more about eating creepy crawly things, so I lost interest. That being said, I’ve noticed that this blog strongly resembles reality TV. At least I’m sparing you the bad clothes and the smelly bathroom details. Continue reading →
Posts Tagged: all about me
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Mar 10
homekeeping 2
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Mar 10
Homeschooling and Wasbands
Do you remember the classic “Far Side” cartoon by Gary Larson that has the funky woman talking a blue streak to her dog, and it shows what the dog hears? The dog only hears, “blah blah blah blah, Ginger. blah blah blah blah, Ginger.” It’s 2:30 and I can’t sleep. I got up to write and was greeted by a 1500 word email that was written by Mark. Continue reading →
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Mar 10
Lizard Brain Be Damned!
Last week when we were struggling, Pat sent me some timely reminders, which points to the fact that this blog is becoming a communal effort. I hope others are benefiting as much as the three of us. Continue reading →
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Mar 10
Another One Last Try
“Jenny will not go skiing with you tomorrow unless you promise to not talk to her in the baby voice. She asked me to call you and she needs you to promise. Can you do that for her?” Continue reading →
25
Mar 10
Proof That I’m Not a Narcissist
I’ve been trying to find an emoticon that equals “heavy sigh”. Yesterday was a wicked day for Will and Jenny. After some serious triage; administering Cheetos and fudge bars and a large dose of junk TV; I tucked them in their beds. I will be spending the day focusing on repairing the damage to their egos and reminding them that life is also very funny even when it pisses you off. Continue reading →
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Mar 10
The YCMTSU File
YCMTSU stands for You Can’t Make This Shit Up.
I just got off the phone with my dad. To be honest, he called yesterday and I didn’t pick up. I hear you gasping. A couple months ago when I did pick up he was having some financial problems, so I was a little gun-shy yesterday. But because I am a bad Catholic daughter, the guilt got the best of me today and I picked up. Continue reading →
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Mar 10
Narcissism And Prayer
Sometimes I think that just not thinking of oneself is a form of prayer.
Barbara Grizzuti Harrison
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Mar 10
I’d Buy It If It Was Me
I should really get in the shower, but first I have to unload my brain. We stayed way late at friends last night. There were gin and tonics, red wine (not sure those really go together) bowls of popcorn everywhere, chicken strips and fudge bars for the kids, lots of screaming and yelling and horsing around (kids) and lots of great stories (adults). I’m tired and fuzzy and can’t wait to do it all again. Just not today. Continue reading →
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Mar 10
I Am A Liar
This morning we woke to broken shortbread cookie bites and green sugar sprinkles strewn across the kitchen counter and along the floor. A confused Barbie was standing erect in Will’s leprechaun trap. More cookie bites were laying around Jen’s upturned trap. No luck. They still haven’t managed to catch a real leprechaun. Continue reading →
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Mar 10
Lemonade, Rocks and Books
So now what? I know how I got into these relationships. I know what to do differently once I’m in one. I am learning new things about myself; what I want; what I don’t want, and what I will compromise on. I know the sweetness of the good parts, and I know the sour of the parts I won’t live with. Continue reading →
