Most of my life I have thrived on chaos. I can usually remember more when my brain is at it’s fullest. But it’s no secret. I am getting old (er). It’s a LOT harder to remember where I have to be when. And not surprisingly, since I have two other humans I am responsible for getting from Point A to Point B. Very reluctantly, I am trying to become organized. I finally gave in a bought a dry erase calendar.…
It’s kind of like bringing sexy back, except, you know, not. It’s more like, I WANT to bring Summer back. Let’s just say the first day of school was not smooth. No one wanted to get out of bed. No one wanted to eat. No one wanted to get dressed. No one wanted to fix their hair, put on their make up, brush their teeth. And when I say no one, I don’t mean me. Finally, things started moving a…
We are crazy busy right now. School is starting on Monday (hallelujah!), and OF COURSE we are going out of town this weekend. Of course. Because we couldn’t just sit at home and rest, now could we? We are headed to Louisiana later today or maybe tomorrow morning, depending on how She and her gang feel when they get to our house. We are gonna go party with She’s crazy family and sing some karoke and do some water sliding.…
One month. That’s how long it’s been since the girls have spoken to their father. One. Whole. Month. No phone calls. No texts. No nothing. I don’t understand. Two months. That’s how long it’s been since he’s seen one of them. He took Miss V to lunch back in June while Miss M was on her school trip. He hasn’t seen M since April. Hasn’t kept them overnight since February. I don’t understand. How can he let school start without…
One month and a half til school starts. My kids are gonna be in some serious shock. Here’s a typical day in our house. 7(ish) I wake up. 7:30 – 11:00 (ish) I drink coffee, write, go to the gym, the store, clean, etc. 11:00 – 12:00 I try to wake up both girls and let them know what I need them to do for the day. 12:30 – 6:00 I work. I can only imagine what’s going on in…
This morning, my friend She wrote this post, about Southern Hospitality. And then I had a twitter conversation with a friend about him apologizing to the person who sells him coffee because he was rude. And I gave him a ‘virtual’ pat on the back. Because you know what? People are rude. And most are unapologetic about it. And he should be congratulated for doing the right thing and apologizing. Being honest, the only reason I moved where I live…
I read a lot. Always have. It’s no big surprise since my mom was a reading teacher. She and I have always had books in common. And now I love how Miss M will say, “Am I allowed to read (insert adult book here)?” Unless the book has like steamy sex or lots of drug usage I normally say yes. I am not a literature snob. Much like the fact that I will drink cheap wine and watch reality t.v.,…
We have a crush in our house. Well, we have several, but this is one we all ALWAYS agree on. I feel like I shouldn’t have to tell you this, but you never know. So just in case you are not up on your celebrities, that’s Maroon 5’s Adam Levine. He’s pretty. Of course we watched The Voice this season. I’d be lying if I said Adam wasn’t what interested us in the show in the first place. But we…
And no, not that fun game where you tell someone something and you pass it around the circle. The telephone game in our house goes like this. M loses her phone. We search for sometimes hours to find said phone. We call it, walking around listening for the ringing. Don’t hear anything. We search the car, the house, the grass in the front yard. We decide to stop looking. Except no one can relax because. “Oh my gah, my phone…
Something has been happening in our house. Something strange. Downright eerie. My children are being, well, there are just no other words for it, well behaved. I’m not saying I don’t like it. I do. But it’s odd behavior. My girls have always been little assholes spirited. Hyper, messy, complain – ey. Now? They are being clean (er), less hyper, and are doing relatively little complaining. I’m pretty sure they’ve been replaced by pod children. Or aliens. I don’t think they are zombies,…