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Today is that special day to honor women who are livin’ in the ‘hood. Motherhood, that is. And for those of you who plan to pay tribute to a special mother you should know this: if you haven’t been shopping yet all the good Mother’s Day cards are gone. But if the founder of this… Continue reading Let’s Hear It For The Moms
Had you going there, didn't I? It was only a craving. It was just a sandwich. Couldn't happen. I asked for double knots and I got them. Because if I'd waited for The Husband to take care of business, I'd have been knocked up again. Men are so touchy about that sort of thing. But… Continue reading Sometimes It’s Just A Sandwich
Just so you don't think that I'm the Wicked Witch of the West because of my flying monkey threats and all, today I want to say as much as I like to write nastygrams, my pen has another side. When someone goes out of their way to do something nice, I like to show the… Continue reading Showin’ the Love Because the Pen Works Both Ways
Yes, I've been offline for the week. But rest assured I have been IN line. Because I have been to Disney World. Apparently, the entire nation was on spring break this week. And everyone took a secret vote to meet in Orlando. The funny thing was, even with the throngs of humanity descending on the… Continue reading Getting In Line
Almost one year ago, Older Boy announced he wanted to participate in the school language class trip to Europe. The deal was he had to come up with a way to earn half of the $4000 price tag to get there. He spent a good portion of the summer as a street musician where… Continue reading He’ll Always Have Paris
thought that upon Older Boy entering the teenage years, parenting would get easier in the sense that it's not that hands-on, high energy, goalie parent thing like when they were little. Har-dee-har-har. What I'm starting to realize is that my job just got much more difficult. Problem is, I remember all the shit I pulled… Continue reading It’s A Shock Alright
It's obvious that I've not participated in NaBloNoPo, which challenges bloggers to make a daily post in November. I've been participating in NoBloInNo (No Blog posts In November) this month during which I've failed make even one post this month. Outstanding indeed. It's been a bitch of a month of parenting and quite frankly, I just haven't… Continue reading Learning To Wobble
Maybe it was just me, but today the sky was just a little more blue. Sounds were a little more clear. And I think that Mr. Bluebird landed on my shoulder if only for a moment. But what was the reason for this Zippity-Do-Dah kind of day? The most wonderful time of the year for… Continue reading The Most Wonderful Time Of The Year
Older Boy is 13. Dare I say, very 13. (My mother is quick to remind me that I was very 13 once myself.) And he isn't afraid to call it as he sees it. His observations lack that one, often crucial ingredient - tact. So it was no great surprise while we were in the… Continue reading The World According to the 13-Year-Old
At exactly what point do we lose the ability to spend an entire afternoon doing this? I, for one, am going to follow his lead. Life's too short to be too serious. And just for the record, I did NOT require that he suit up like this to soak in the hot tub. Although it… Continue reading It’s a Kid’s Life – Part 2
Denise Malloy 