Happy Birthday Kyle! We love you! Today, on his birthday, I keep trying to write a letter to Kyle. I want it
Bouncy Ball in a Dark Room Trying to Find its way out
I always like to describe my mid-twenties like this: I play the part of the bouncy ball. My world at the
Topics Chosen by My Sons: The Economy, Difficult Friends & Crazy Mom in the Snow
Me: “Hey Eli will you give me a topic?” Eli: “How about the Economy?” [we all break into laughter and Eli and
The Underachieving Co-Room Mom: Holiday Style
Currently, I am what you would call an under-achieving Room Mom. I mean, Co-room mom. (See, I can’t even be trusted to
What do you do with those Shitty things people say to you?
And with a roll of Duct Tape covering my mouth and tying my hands together, I ride the PMS wave. Once
Leaving the kids & flying to Europe: Part 2,
(or as Dave likes to say, “The fun Part.”) 9.21.11 London Heathrow Airport 10:30 AM-ish GMT. In our wisdom or what we
Leaving the kids & flying to Europe: Part 1
It was exactly two months ago today when a really cool opportunity knocked on Dave’s door. With his job he often gets
Is it all about the Land Grab? (subtext being: Does anyone read blogs anymore?)
Dave and I just dropped his car off for the second time (It is always the oxygen sensor.) He parked his truck,
I Live in “The Shining” Hotel.
Winter has arrived and as a non-Winter-loving soul who is also trying to please her three Winter-loving boys while making sense
Yesterday was Grandpa’s Day and then I fell down the stairs
Yesterday before I went plummeting down the stairs I had what I thought was a beautiful post started about Darryl, Dave’s Dad.
Be Real
By the time I was nearing my blog break I was a blogging machine. I was writing every single day and had
Life Does not Discriminate
There was a time when I could not wait to write. I formulated. I thought. I wrote entire posts in my head
Am I conditional?
I just scrapped yesterday’s post. I spent hours trying to say something and I just couldn’t seem to force the words out,
Updates and Moving Forward
[UPDATE] On Friday I was freaked out. Kyle was sick again and I was sick of him being sick again. With a
I should be continuing our SJS story, but Kyle is sick — again.
Today my writing is sloppy and brief. I will fix it when I can. Shortly we are leaving to take Kyle to
Part 2: Stevens-Johnson Syndrome, the Beginning
Simultaneously numb and completely in shock. That is how I have been and continue to be. Slowly I am coming back. We