Stalking the FedEx Guy

Ever since I was a little girl I’ve had an unusual fascination with home delivery. We lived in a neighborhood with families that owned their own businesses. Serious. In a 7 home area, 3 owned businesses. These families were forever getting deliveries from the UPS guy or the FedEx guy. [...]

ebb and flow of disliking my child

All parents go through moments when their child is not their favorite person. Like the time your child screams, “I need to go pee-pee” at the top of his lungs in the middle of a crowded and very small grocery. Of which there is no public restroom and you know damn well that [...]

Chili don’tcha want some

Can you tell I’m in need of a Cold Stone fix.  I have had it once since the boy came home.  That shit is expensive.  So instead I’m settling for a $5.00 chocolate bar.  Hey wait, that’s not less than the ice cream.  Ok here’s the truth.  I bought the last Dagoba Xocolatl bar my [...]

Died and gone to heaven

Yesterday the boy and I were at the grocery picking up stuff to make a giant lasagna since my house was going to be filled with teenagers last night. While at the grocery I was smart enough to remember that I was almost out of Pfizer gold and needed the prescription refilled. (aren’t [...]

Flame of Fortitude

(I totally want to redo that graphic)
Since I’ve been given this award twice now I suppose I should post about it. I’ve also been given the Nice Matters Award, but honestly I can’t seem to remember who gave it to me. It may have been Lauri, but it is a distinct possibility that [...]

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