Hello?
What?
Are you talking to me?
Are YOU talking TO.ME?
And I don’t mean that in a Robert De Niro sort of way, I mean that in a oh-my-holy-freaking-heck-I-am-partially-deaf-NOW sort of way.
Why would I be partially deaf you might ask?
I totally wouldn’t answer you because I.CAN’T.HEAR.YOU.
My friend Natalie drove up from Tampa and we pinky blood oath swore [...]
Posts under ‘parenting is harder than it looks’
Could you speak up please?
Reminders are everywhere
“I HATE this game!!”
I *would* say that such vehement declarations are a rarity in my house, but I think that we all know that the child of the person who once told a stranger at Target that if she didn’t stop staring at my bald kid, I’d rip out her eyes and choke her with [...]
How to ensure your realtor will report you to Child Protective Services
*I would like to just preface this entire post with the details that the night before we went on this house-hunting extraveganza the kids got into bed at almost 12:30 in the AM and they were all feeling more than a LITTLE stab-y the next day during our precious time with the realtor. After turning [...]
The gift of grift? She haz it!
Who says farting around on the Interwebs all day can’t teach you anything?
Because of people like this and some like that, I can identify a good con coming from a mile away.
And OH BOY did I almost get taken in. This particular grifter has been honing her skills with surgical precision. I hardly saw it [...]
Having THE talk with my son….NO, not THAT one
We have a lot of talks up in this house.
Lately it’s felt like a lot of them have revolved around Nathaniel, eleven years old and on the cusp. Cusp of what? Oh, things I’m sure I don’t want to think about: middle school, puberty, the edge of my sanity.
Lots of fun stuff!
I, completely and shamelessly, [...]
