I don’t do “moderation”
Back off. This is mine. On the way home last night, I heard a commercial on the radio for the new Domino’s fudge squares. Having had some of them recently, and discovered how completely awesomely fudge-ilicious they are, I immediately started craving them. (LilZ says they are “too chocolatey” to which I reply, “YOU ARE NOT MY SON.”) I called my husband and asked if it was okay to bring Domino’s home for dinner (he’s a Little Caesar’s... Read More
The last I heard she was…
I found this at Electrolicious and it’s loads of fun. You go to Google and type in your name along with the pharse “last I heard he/she was” and see what you get. Find out what you’re up to these days… So, I entered Kim “last I heard she was” and here are some of my results: Last I heard, she was working at Yosemite Good for me! I’ve only been to Yosemite once, but I loved it! Last I heard, she was happy in Chicago Going to BlogHer... Read More
Open letters to those currently causing me stress
Dear Jackass who flipped me off today - I am truly sorry I chose to STOP at the red light before turning right. I apologize for not having the balls to just keep going and hope there was no one coming up over the hill to plow me over. Obviously – I should have been thinking less about going to feed my daughter and more about how big of a hurry you were in. And when you honked at me and I had the gall to turn around and look at you? Oh – that was so wrong of me. I totally... Read More
Bully
We had our first bully incident yesterday. I’m not going to get into the details of the encounter because I’m not sure a certain pre-teen would appreciate it. Just know it was LilZ trying to stand strong against a bully. While the bully wasn’t impressed. Since it occurred after school, while the kids were waiting for the bus, the security guy wrote it down in his magic notebook and said they’d meet about it today. LilZ seemed a bit unsettled by it all,... Read More
Artist
Sometimes? There is a definite benefit to sending a child to daycare. I do not think I could have ever found the courage to brave this type of activity at my home. Even if the paint was water-based and easy to clean (which it was), I wouldn’t have wanted to even run the risk of getting blue on the walls and or carpet and have some sort of fluke reaction happen and then have to hear my husband talk about that blue mark forever. Nope. This is what I pay an arm and two legs... Read More
