I’m in Love with a Pigeon

I’ve always had this mild bird obsession. I guess it started when I was a kid and saved this baby bird that had fallen out of the nest–or so I thought. I believe I’ve mentioned that I grew up on a farm with a herd of cats. Well, as...

Happy Anniversary to Me! (Oh, and You Too, Husband!)

I meant to blog last night, thinking since Monday is my day off that I would have time to be really creative and thought-provoking. Then I got the runs. Sorry, but there’s just no delicate or lady-like way of saying it. (Like the word “diarrhea” is any better!) It...

What’s Really Important

Some days I think I really suck. Maybe you can relate. I get bogged down in “woe-is-me”-ing because I can’t keep up with my laundry or because we can’t afford to finish our basement or landscape right now or because I seem to have lost touch with many of...

Where to begin?

First off, sorry for neglecting you yesterday. I hope you didn’t take it personally. It’s been a craaazy last couple of days! Allow me to recap. The Games After upsetting the #1 team in the tournament on Tuesday evening, Boy #1 and the rest of the Marlins played in...

Contrary to rumors, we have NOT joined some weird apocalyptic cult…

Conversation tonight at Boy #1’s Little League City Tournament game (and yes, we won, thanks for asking): Boy #3: Grandma, is it the end of the world? Grandma: Uh… Boy #3: When it’s the end of the world, I’m going to be a girl, and Daddy’s going to be...

When I Was Your Age…

My kids have it so easy. Like all kids, they don’t think our home would be complete without something with fur, feathers, or scales they can play with—when they feel like it. And being the awesome parents we are, we have indulged our children with all of the above—a...

Another Good Night’s Sleep and Anniversary Wishes

Well, I had every intention of getting up bright and early this morning and enjoying the silence that surrounds my favorite time of day—writing an inspiring post and contemplating the vastness of the universe. Yeah, right. What was I thinking? Instead I woke up in a fog at 8:00...

I Got Dance Fever

Time for me to eat my words. You see, I have always worn the fact that I am a “boys-only” mom as a sort of badge of honor. “I wasn’t meant to have girls. I’m not a girly-girl mom.” I don’t mind dirt, and I can get used to...