I have a new job. I do. I am excited. I put in my 2-weeks’ notice and start on the 28th. Very excited. Better pay, crappier hours, and NO OFF-SHORING TO INDIA OR SPEECH REC! Sorta conveniently jives with my principles, ya? I have all sorts of ideas swirling around in me noggin about things […]Continue reading Things
Well, I’ve put in 2 job applications, tested for one and am filling out an interview form as we speak. After 6 years with “the Q,” I think I’ve finally had it. I can and have put up with A LOT but no work just isn’t something I can put up with. I am a […]Continue reading Starting Over?
I don’t think kids truly understand how much parents HATE being mean. Well, okay, most parents….I hope. Either way I hate being mean. I hate yelling, putting my foot down, meting out punishments and everything that goes along with it. I would much prefer it if such negativity didn’t even exist in the parental job […]Continue reading Big Meanie
I officially have my first Ipod. I came home this afternoon from picking Andrew up from camp and there was a box on my front porch. I brought it in the house, opened it up and inside was a tiny box, gift wrapped with a note attached. Chris, across the ocean, hundreds of miles away, […]Continue reading Love, hearts & teddy bears
I pitched this to a magazine not long ago, and it was accepted. Just found that out today. But. I declined. Far too personal to pimp my life story out to a chick mag. I wrote it a while back, maybe even a couple years ago, so I’ve updated it a little bit. It isn’t […]Continue reading Mother Me Darkly- A Story Of Postpartum Depression
It’s weird that we would be this close to moving yet decided to take our house off the market. Yeah, we did. Before, I guess we knew the market sucked, so the prospect of having a gaggle of people parading through our house as we tried to live in it didn’t seem real. Now that […]Continue reading The Part Where I Bitch About Moving Again
My mom once told me that “nobody teaches you how to grieve.” I’d like to add to that. Nobody teaches you how to be pissed off, either. I’ve certainly been taught how not to be pissed off. Or learned by secondary intent and life experience. I know that losing self-control is not okay. I’ve learned […]Continue reading Not Quite Ready Yet
You’ll really have to excuse my lack of posts lately. Between getting our house ready to sell and getting our house ready to sell, there really hasn’t been much time for anything else. But I was running this morning and a memory came to me. It was second grade, I believe, when I had my […]Continue reading I Carry This Feelin’
I’mma be honest. Getting your house ready to sell is a gigantic load of horseshit. We’ve already passed our self-imposed deadline by almost 3 months. I think we HIGHLY underestimated the amount of work involved. Or perhaps it’s just me? It’s easy when people tell you, “oh, just throw a coat of paint on the […]Continue reading Now Comes The Mistress
My kids tend to put me on a pedestal sometimes. I’ve learned to just smile and go with it over the years. I know I will never live up to it, but they are going to see me however they do regardless. Sometimes, though, it’s hard not to smile. When I overhear them say things […]Continue reading Nothing To Get Hung About
When you’re short, you have to dress differently. Especially if you’re short and not tiny. Meaning, not itty bitty. Meaning, you actually have meat on your bones. Well, really, it doesn’t matter. Because you basically have two choices. 1) Dress like a dirty slut to prove you are not a child. OR. 2) Dress like […]Continue reading Yay Naked!
On this, the eve of my first son’s first prom- for which, I must say, he was sorely under-prepared- I have come up with a list of shit my kids have never done. This is the one you’ve been waiting for! All the shit those poor, awkward, forgotten, and sadly under-prepared homeschoolers have missed out […]Continue reading They Have Never…