Pre-blog disclaimer: This is about turning 50. There was a time in my life that I really didn't think I would make it all the way to 50 - which means I feel like posting this four days prior is a serious test of karma. If the ship goes down sometime between now and then … Continue reading Shoot me a 5(oh)
This is the long story. The one that answers, as well as we can, the tough question that comes from my mother periodically - the question we wish we didn't have to answer because it would be so much easier if we had a better answer - better than, well, that's a long story. I … Continue reading How’d I get here? Before.
I do tell myself not to make every post about life as a mom but, well, part of the mom card is the luxury of being able to repeat yourself over and over even when you swore you wouldn't. This should be lighter fair though. Naively, I thought when you were gifted your kids, rather … Continue reading I have a condition.
Don't worry - I'm not going to go all gushy here. I like to save my mama related gushyness for when I'm a blubbering mess with my actual mama.But, I thought since Mother's Day is this Sunday, it would be irresponsible of me not to write about it in the old blog. And yes, the … Continue reading Mother’s Day
Long ago, when I was buttayute...I couldn't believe that when it was finally going to be time to party like it's 1999 I was going to be twenty eight years old. I specifically remember being in someone's car (carpool style - I hadn't been kidnapped) driving to gymnastics in Santa Clara, California and doing the … Continue reading Right. So this is the week.
Yesterday I bought myself the first, and I hope last, birthday present for myself. It was new spark plugs for the Cruiser. And a tune-up.Okay, well, that wasn't exactly my idea of a 'Hey - you're birthday's pretty soon, so why not treat yourself' gift. But in order to make myself feel better about the sudden … Continue reading 15 Days and Counting
So, this is the month. The dreaded month.In just a few weeks, I'll be forty.I really am going back and forth on how I feel about this. 40 (forty) is the natural number following 39 and preceding 41.There were a hell of a lot of times in my twenties, for example, where I really didn't … Continue reading Exit Ahead for Mid-Life Crisis
You were probably expecting to arrive in Visby, Sweden today. BUT...change of blog itinerary today - I'll get back to the trip next week.I have much more pressing issues to discuss. Let's go back in time a few years. Or, decades really. Back to when I was butta-yute. And I had finally graduated from college … Continue reading Trip Break. Holy Sheet!
While I do try to include at least a few pictures with my stories...it was difficult finding some for today after promising to leave the bachelorette weekend film in the box...I did find a few niblets though - the rest, you'll just have to imagine. So this was my first weekend as a grown-up (she says with air-quotes) … Continue reading Picture This
I'm 38. I'll be 39 next week, actually. I babysit. I can't decide if that's lame or not - I mean, I should have other plans or something right? Something to do on a Saturday night other than hand out with toddlers? But, since I gave up dating...oh wait, that only freed up one Saturday night...per … Continue reading Babysitting the New Generation
