Today is one of those days when I wish I had a car. I’m a little stir crazy today. I just want out of the house to wander free and look at things that are not the inside of my house, and I like my house. #5 has been sick. There’s nothing like a throwing up one year old to make you wish to be anywhere else. He seems fine this morning, but he seemed fine yesterday up until the... Read more

I always knew I was good. Read more

I heard this shrill whistling noise. The completely recognizable sound of a speaker about to blow. For some reason I was the only one who seemed to hear it. The Computer Guy can’t hear high pitches, so I didn’t even look at him, but the kids weren’t phased either. I looked at the choir director, raised an eyebrow and then looked at the speaker right behind me. He shrugged. Obviously he couldn’t hear it. I glanced around. I was the... Read more

#1 is 12 today. I still don’t believe it. I’m pretty sure she’s still 8 and this is all a clever ruse. There’s no way I’m old enough to have a 12 year old. Twelve years ago about this time, we were supposed to be going to church, but didn’t go because I felt “weird”. I’d never had a baby before and was completely unaware of the fact that feeling “weird” is code for “the baby is coming today”. An... Read more

Four months ago we moved into a lovely house in a beautiful neighborhood. We love the house. We love how close it is to everything the children want to do. We love the neighborhood itself. We’re not so crazy about the neighborhood kids. I’m learning a lot about other people’s children. In our old neighborhood, there were very few children and most of the residents were past retirement age. The kids got bored and there was never anyone to play... Read more

A few months back I met a really nice woman who was a Wiccan Tree Priestess. Really. At least that’s what she told me she was. She could have been yanking my chain. I have no way of knowing. I admit to being a bit ignorant about pagan religious structure. She was very nice, and very interesting to talk to about all kinds of stuff. Her perspective on things was wildly different from my own. I usually know where people... Read more

My heart aches for him. Barack Obama. I know he just got elected President and Democrats swept into Congress, blah, blah, blah. His beloved grandmother died a day too soon. She raised him in a time when it was not easy to face the world with a grandson who was racially mixed. She took in this child of her own unwed teenage daughter and nurtured him to make of him a good man. Here he is in his moment of... Read more

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This makes me laugh every time. I just hope you don’t think less of me. Read more

Because I love you! Love, the Mom   hahahahahahahahahahahahaha! Sorry, I can’t stop laughing at this. gasp. sputter. hahahahahahahahahaha! Read more