Do I look like I’m stupid? Good. Because evidently I am.
Step back, Mom. Let the superhero take charge. I am a little sensitive regarding my intelligence, or other people’s opinions of my intelligence. I’m quickest to gripe at my husband if he does anything that requires me to say, “You know I’m not an idiot, right?” I hate it when someone either A) Tells me something that everyone would be capable of figuring out themselves or B) Tells me something I didn’t know but uses a tone implying I should... Read More
My Little Running Diva
I didn’t like the tone the last entry left on my blog so I thought I’d add another to brighten things up around here. I remember the days when I used to blog twice in a day…regularly. Hard to believe it’s an anomaly now! We decided to take NikkiZ to a 200m track this weekend to show her how long her race will be in Disneyworld this weekend. She’s doing the 200m on Saturday, MrZ is doing the 5K that day too. Then my half-maratahon is on Sunday.... Read More
Oops. Again. AND AGAIN.
Well, let me start by saying Friday’s experiment did not go well. It turns out I can not STAND too much uncontrolled chaos. I’m great for controlled chaos; but the toys in every room, dogs eating crayons left out during art projects and kids building forts out of blankets and furniture is not my kind of chaos. Give me fingerpainting on the table or sidewalk chalk on the driveway – small portions of controlled chaos – any day of the week. Full-reign insanity?... Read More
