Because I am who I am, about April of the year we go home I start making comments to My Lord Dr King, this year He made the announcement that he was coming too.
Whenever we come home, we have to make the rounds to the family, we’re spread all over and that makes for lots of internal travel for us which is expensive.
You all know our dog, our special needs dog, Sir Lickalot, whom we all love dearly, who is a total nutcase and a furball . I’ve written about him several times, explaining his rescue and his issues and his idiosyncrasies. Well now I’ve gone and unleashed him on the world. How can I be selfish? How can I not share …
Mondays…. Ugh they’re hard any old week but coming off the back of Thanksgiving and 4 blissful days of relaxing and sleeping then they’re doubly difficult. Add to that the fact that you’ve had a child in and out of the pain of a stomach virus that just won’t go away and then you know how my morning is going.
I woke up this morning to the smell of toast, wafting up the stairs… my stomach was grumbling and I was looking forward to eating…. but then it started to take some time, ok, do they need help?
Do you cringe when house guests arrive? Are you hoping they don’t stay very long? What if they’re family? When the Outlaws land are you sweet as molasses but dying on the inside? Do you count the hours until they leave. Or are they wonderful and you love them to stay on and on?
Last week my friend Kelly at Debiehive wrote about missing the days when her babes were small and how taking parental advise for strangers wasn’t always bad. And by all accounts she’s right.
I saw something Tuesday on twitter about a 4 yo accidentally killing a deputy sherriff’s wife at a cook out. WAIT WHAT? So I went in search of the story. The article assumed accident. How could it be anything else. The child was 4, still in preschool, maybe even pull-ups, 4! And then another story of a similar incident, this …
On this day 9 years ago, my little Miss Gremlin came into the world. One would say in the usual way but then again not so much. I was enormous. She was even more enormous! The birth went as most births do but then I stalled and she got a bit stuck. This kid had shoulders the size of …
January 27th was my parents’ 45th Wedding Anniversary. A lifetime spent together. More than half their lives spent in each others company. This is the second year my mum sits by a graveside………..