Pre-post (like a pre-funk, but not really): The family and I will be heading to Universal Studios in Orlando before too long. We have some decisions to make, help???! What ride, what food, what, what, what.... help here! ******** It's Mother's Day. I figured I write...
OhMyHeck. FRIENDS. Universal Studios: Dr. Doom's Fear Fall I am taking a BIG risk here. I am putting my fate, and the fate of my family in YOUR hands. Am. You see, we are heading to... to... to... Did you just pee your pants a little? I did. I thought it would be fun...
A right of passage in childhood is having one's mom bring birthday goodies to class. Me, not being one to rob rights of passages from my children, I dared take cupcakes to Olivia's class - Hot Chocolate Cupcakes. {recipe here} {But I used a box mix and canned...
Olivia's birthday was yesterday. For years, and for every birthday, we hang up a "Happy Birthday" sign. Just some sign I got at some party store years ago. But it's become old. Tired. And it's a dumb-looking sign. Lame. Yet festive. When I was growing up, every...
A lesson doesn't always have to be dramatic to be a "lesson". Sometimes the softest, most subtle things can imprint one's heart and mind. Let me set the stage: If I were to choose one word to describe me lately, it would be "scattered". I doubt any of my friends would...
Alternately titled: The Hill I Chose to NOT Die On: Gun Control Alternatelyly titled: I have a boy, and sticks and stones may break my bones, and other creative uses... Alternativelylyly titled: Give a kid a fish duct tape, a toilet paper tube and freedom to collect...
This picture: My girl. My littlest. My sidekick. Stinker. Manipulator. Lover. A light. I love ALL my kids. To the fullest. I (like many) recently read a post by a mom who said she doesn't love her one child as much as she loves her other. Or something of the sort. I...
If you are a blogger, or if you know what RSS or "embed" means, then this post is not for you. This post is for the friends and acquaintances when after I say words like "subscribe" or "URL" they look at me like I'm talking from my second head. Since I only have one...
EEK. Time management? To loosely apply something that Mr. Furious from Mystery Men said, when opening-up a topic such as time management it can be a "...Pantera's box you do not wanna open." But you know what, we don't really have a choice, now do we? Who reading here...
I know, I know... music is not WEARABLE, but go with me on this... O.K., maybe I'm stretching the "what to wear" theme, but it's not like there's blog police arrestin' bloggers for loose interpretation of weekly themes. Plus, I am a rebel. So. Exercisers... or people...
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