Just Another Manic Monday

Yet, how I’m glad it’s not Sunday. On Saturday night poor Liam could not sleep, so we were up for most of the night. My parents helped me out with the kids on Sunday morning so I could get a nap in, but Liam had a hard time napping well all day and his fever [Read More...]

7 Quick Takes Friday!

Ah, Friday. I’m not gonna lie, I thought Friday would never come. Not because I was particularly looking forward to it, but because the days since the Ogre left have seemed to drag. I can’t believe he’s only been gone for four days. Last weekend feels like a century ago. I have no idea how [Read More...]

The Tale of the Spider-Wasp

I realize this picture is not totally accurate, but I freaked myself out so much trying to find you an appropriate picture that I just had to stop.  In my parent’s house, there are many wonders. It is peculiarly situated in an uninhabited few square miles in the middle of a sprawling suburb, so one [Read More...]

The Goodbye

The Ogre left yesterday. He couldn’t get a flight out until after the holiday weekend, so we spent a lovely last few days together. But it had to end, and yesterday it did. We pulled up to the unloading zone at Love Field and he got out, grabbed his bag, and extended his hand to [Read More...]

Separation Anxiety

When we moved back to Texas, there were a lot of things that I was looking forward to. Topping the list was having an excess of family around to help out with the kids. For the last three years, the Ogre and I haven’t gone out unless my parents were in town and willing to [Read More...]

My Foot Lives In My Mouth

Uffa. After reading the comments from my post on Envy, I have noticed that I seem to have given the impression that my brother-in-law, the Coach, and his wife, Sasha Feroce, are nothing but money-grubbing upwardly mobile young urban professionals. Let me clarify. This is not the case, at all. My brother-in-law is a basketball [Read More...]

7 Quick Takes Friday!

I’m so happy that Jen is back with us this week! If you haven’t done so yet, make sure you stop by Conversion Diary to congratulate her on the birth of little Pamela Scholastica! #7 Lately I’ve Noticed St. Scholastica a trend in naming among Catholic parents. We seem to be reaching back into the [Read More...]


I don’t know about you guys, but when I do an examination of conscience, there are several sins that I come back to again and again. They’re the sins I battle, the ones I’m aware of, the ones I gird myself against and know enough to keep an eye out for in unexpected places. Then [Read More...]

In the Dumps

See this picture? This picture is a lie.   I think that changing a 10-month-old boy’s diaper should qualify as an Olympic sport. In my life, at least, it involves an incredible amount of flexibility and dexterity. Here’s what a typical diaper-changing event looks like for me these days. I happen to notice that perpetually [Read More...]

7 Quick Takes Friday!

Well, tonight is the night. The night that I am cooking the Ogre’s favorite meal, Poulet au Porto (colloquially known as flaming chicken) in honor of his last weekend with us. The night in which his entire family will gather, sans his sommelier brother who, naturally, has to work, for the last time before he [Read More...]