How to Communicate wth a College Student
I’ve learned that one of the most important things you can do when your child leaves for college is keep the lines of communication open. Of course, the way you communicate has changed. Gone are the days of asking, “how was your day?” after school or practice. Instead, we have to rely on the phone.
Read More..>>How to Humiliate a Teenager
At some point when you become a parent, you lose your coolness. Seriously. I don’t know where it goes, but it’s gone. And you, the person voted “Coolest” in high school are suddenly lumped in with the rest of the goofy parents – basically every single parent on the planet. There is no escape, no [...]
Read More..>>The Keeper of Lost Stuff (aka Mom)
I don’t know how this happened, but somehow I have become the Keeper of Everyone’s Stuff. I probably should have known that someday this would be my job, mainly because I spent most of my childhood losing stuff, which I then wanted my mother to find. Consequently, my mother’s favorite lectures included #459, “A Place [...]
Read More..>>How to Pick a College
It’s time for that annual rite of passage – college tours. Yes, my son is now old enough to tour college campuses. This is strange to me because in my day, we didn’t tour any campuses. We just filled out an application for any college we felt would ignore our hideous math scores…oh, wait. Maybe [...]
Read More..>>Pick up your shoes!
What is it about teenagers and males in general that makes them completely unable to pick up their dang shoes and put them away? Is it some sort of man law that all male shoes need to be placed in the hallway or directly in front of the front door so that the woman of [...]
Read More..>>Check me out!
So I finally have a syndicated post on Blogher – which is completely awesome. So go check me out over there so I get some hits and they think I’m wonderful and then I don’t have to beg all 4 of you to read the blog
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The Summer Olympics – A Mom Guide
Please excuse the repeat. However, Junior has just been diagnosed with mono which means I have spent the last week or so being his royal majesty’s very grumbly servant. Just to let everyone know: he is NOT a good patient. Also? I’m a terrible nurse.
Many readers know that I have dreamt of Olympic gold. But [...]
