This post came about a number of ways. First I read this hilarious post by Michelle Poston Combs at Rubber Shoes in Hell. I’ve met Michelle – and she’s awesome. If you’re not following her, you should. I giggled at the hilarious exchange between Michelle and her husband Randy. BecauseContinue Reading
Well…the haikuhorizons prompt this week–“rest”–begged me to jump in. Although it’s been a lovely and finally warm weekend, my mother’s family has, in the space of four days, lost two men still in the prime of their lives. My mother’s cousin lost her (STBX) husband and the father of herContinue Reading
I’ve been punched, kicked, spit at, kept awake for days, and had the body fluids deposited all over my body. That’s motherhood. Being a mother his hard work. They burst out of your body in one of the most painful ways possible, and then use their huge baby blues toContinue Reading
It’s been just over two years since Puck was diagnosed with Dysgraphia. It’s been a huge learning curve for me – I’ve had to figure out neuropsychological exams, IEP meetings and resource teachers. But what I needed the most was someone to tell me that it’s OK. It’s OK toContinue Reading
Those of you who watch Sherlock might be familiar with the term “Mind Palace”. It’s actually an ancient concept, attributed to the Greek poet Simonides of Ceos. According to myth, Simonides went to a banquet, and as he stepped outside to do some business, the hall collapsed behind him. HisContinue Reading
I had a dream. Let me make this clear – this is no MLK speech. As I was awakened this morning, I was yanked out of a dream that I was very much enjoying…that left my lady bits tingling. Now before I tell you about the dream, I should letContinue Reading
I pull the car into the spot, and adjust the mirror so I can see him in the back seat. Ugghhh…I’m so tired. I glance at the clock and turn around in the seat. ”OK baby – we’ve got to go into the store. What’s the rule?” “No asking!” “That’sContinue Reading
I know you all have been waiting with bated breath to hear what happened at my recent mediation appointment. I’m happy to report that it went much better than I expected. And as a bonus, (although I felt like it), I did not punch the Goblin King. As we enteredContinue Reading
My parents were cultured. We went once a year to a Christmas Pantomime. They took us to the ballet. We sang Gilbert and Sullivan in the car, and listened to classical music. My exposure to the “Opera” was very limited though. So limited that when Hubs and I went toContinue Reading
After my Easter post and against my better judgement, I agreed to meet the Goblin King for mediation a few days later than the original date that was offered to us. That day is today. I got myself a new t-shirt to wear to the meeting. I’m going to ask youContinue Reading
