We have a lot of it. And we’re packing a lot of it… and we’re donating a lot of it… and a lot of it will end here: The truth is, it all ends up there. This prized new leather couch I’m sitting on. The stuff I donated which will… Continue reading »
Where they don’t dress you until you’ve finished your chores.
When I’m on my hands and knees in mismatched pajamas, braless (sorry for the visual), make up free, preshowered, two wildly barking dogs, a crying child stripping off his own diaper and 4 year old playing computer games… this is when the Jehovah Witness come to the door with some… Continue reading »
Here’s a “fun” story for you. Once upon a time there was a Girl and a Boy who were getting their finances in order. Boy had just joined a credit union, and found out that they could refinance their car for a lower rate and cut their payment each month. … Continue reading »
I was chatting with my mother in law and Max says “You guys are driving me crazy!” Which is usually how he feels when a conversation doesn’t include him. I turned to him and asked “What did you just say?” He looked at me with a sigh, shook his head… Continue reading »
Well… we did it. And we made it. And he loved it. Last night I brought Max to see his dad play Romeo in Richmond Shakespeare‘s Romeo and Juliet. I was a little bit terrified. A little bit excited. I think he felt the same. But we made it through… Continue reading »
I’ve been a little preoccupied lately as we decided early January to start looking for a home — to buy instead of to rent. After a few weeks and only a handful of homes we fell in love with a little 1950’s home close to the city. We plan to… Continue reading »
So I’m sitting with Max , who will be 4.5 tomorrow. He’s drinking Chai tea with milk and simple syrup to sweeten, (his request, although he told me I put too much milk in it) and I’m drinking wine. He asks me to tell him the story of Romeo and… Continue reading »
Hudson came running up to me with a large colorful nail file in his hands. “Mommy! Mommy! I found your wand!”
Max is playing with a Russian nesting doll. Me: Could you put her away please because we have to go. Max: Mom! it’s a boy! Me: Well it looks like a girl to me. Max: Mom, it’s a boy. It just looks like a girl so that girls will buy… Continue reading »