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..>>
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..>>
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..>>
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..>>
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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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 [...]
There’s something about Father’s Day that makes me relax. It’s the gift giving, frankly. Honestly? Unless you give your dad a gift that he already has you have it made in the gift giving department for Father’s Day.
Oh sure, there are some dads who seem to have everything they could want (ahem, hello Dad, I’m [...]