Navigating life as a (second)wife, (step)mom, and (frazzled)bear with inappropriate laughter and near-perfect hindsight.
Well, it’s Christmas. Again. Like really, does time just move at the same pace as a Falcon Heavy? That’s a spaceship. I referenced it to give my husband a little wave. He’s just opened all his presents, but there, love, a nod to you in this holiday blog. As promised, a gift for you, as … Continue reading Getting the (Boba) Tea.
Peace of mind may not have a monetary value but, good grief, it does have worth.
My son just returned from six hours of bell ringing for the Salvation Army, a task that I honestly wouldn’t wish on anyone but one that was born via calling his bluff. It’s not that I don’t support this annual fundraising drive; it’s that I have rung that bell myself, decades ago, and I still … Continue reading Voluntold: Calling His Bluff (or did he call mine?)!
I remember sitting at my kitchen table after school, a bowl of Spaghetti O’s in front of me, enthralled as Oprah challenged her audience with a regular round-up of the good things that happened throughout the day. Challenge Accepted.
I picked up the newspaper and started reading "It's in Times of Adversity When Gratitude Shows Up," written by John Nagy about the recent loss of his mother. As the messages between the lines revealed themselves, I felt compelled to put the paper back down because, well, why did it feel like Nagy was speaking directly to me?!?
Our home is currently a bit wounded in that the garage door is wide open indefinitely. The culprit? First love.
Yes, I know–I got to spend a week at Universal Studios taking behind-the-scenes tours of facilities, riding rides, and eating the best of park food. Now that I’ve completely lost your sympathy, let me explain what a FAM experience actually entails.
We are about to sit with our newly minted adult child and fill out a whole bunch of essential paperwork. If you have baby adults, this is a MUST DO.
I remember it like it was yesterday, sitting in a therapist’s office in silence for a perceived eternity as I flew through my mental file cabinet trying to answer her simple question. Why can’t I answer this??? It should have been a simple question, anyway. For most people, it probably was a very simple question. … Continue reading Adult Hobbies (not that kind)
Look, it may not have been my shining moment, but I did get what I needed in the end. Needed? Maybe wanted. The thing about being the mom is that sometimes those lines blur until someone takes over the house manager's reigns and puts you in timeout on the couch. I am on that couch … Continue reading The Mom Cold