My sister and I don't use the word "Aunt" in our family, we prefer "Queenie." When our kids were born, (well my kid, 'cause my sister was "waiting"), we were trying to decide what our son should call her. "Aunt" just seemed so meaningless to us - it seemed every friend wound up being … Continue reading This is the Story of Billy Joe and Bobby Sue
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What?! Me Messy? You must be confusing me with someone else.
Here is the link to the actual show which aired March 21, 2013. Click this 🙂 What? Me messy. OK, maybe a little, but don't tell me, I don't want to know. I actually am a fascinating combination of OCD and sloth. I know, I know, sounds impossible, but trust me. This week I am being interviewed … Continue reading What?! Me Messy? You must be confusing me with someone else.
10 reason’s I haven’t killed my husband yet
I'm sharing this post with Monday Listacles, the list is supposed to be "10 way's my partner is awesome" Well, I guess I am taking this challenge on a little twisty turny ride, so sue me. So this will double as my Happy Husband Sunday post. So for those of you who never complain about your … Continue reading 10 reason’s I haven’t killed my husband yet
Seriously Sun, WHAT IS THE DEAL??
So you know the weather has been really sucky here, it's just been one Tuesday snowstorm after another, I had my family in from out-of-town, I haven't really done a lot of grocery shopping. The kid had to eat, I asked him what vegetable he wanted with his chicken nuggets, and he said "Is Mike … Continue reading Seriously Sun, WHAT IS THE DEAL??
Fragmented Friday’s
As if my brain weren't fragmented enough. I get all this junk stuck in there and I don't know what to do with it. So Mrs. 4-4-4-4's over at Half-Past Kissin' Time has this great link-up. It's for all that stuff that gets relegated to my "blog about" notebook, but never really get's a chance … Continue reading Fragmented Friday’s
If My Life Were An Eighties Expose’
Thank you, thank you for joining us at Break the Parenting Mold, where Mom is a lot like Sybil, Dad is a lot like Ward Cleaver and the boy? Well the boy, he just can't be pinned down.... This week we have explored the fact that "Mom", also known as "Mama", "Wife" "Mommy Dunkit" and … Continue reading If My Life Were An Eighties Expose’
Happy Husband Sundays? {what if there’s no more?}
So yesterday I'm panicking. What if there's no more? Here I said I was going to do this regular feature, cause my husband is pretty darn entertaining. And by 8:30am, this morning, this is all I had: Husband looking at the mail yells to me from across the kitchen "Where's this from?" (yes he even … Continue reading Happy Husband Sundays? {what if there’s no more?}
My son’s been using the B word lately.
So here's the thing. Swearing is NOT allowed in this house. I once was a raging, rebellious, tattoo covered, following bands for weeks on end, questionable bad decision-making teen/young adult. Had my child come into my life then, well, I would expect him to swear like a truck-driver. (Wait, my husband was a truck-driver...well, whatever, you know … Continue reading My son’s been using the B word lately.
Happy Husband Sunday’s? {What’s that Smell?}
Sometimes when my husband comes home from working all day I like to boss him around. I know, it's not fair, after all he works two jobs, 7 days, easily 80 hours a week. But you know, that kind of makes me a single parent, and for the one small hour that we are all … Continue reading Happy Husband Sunday’s? {What’s that Smell?}
Sticking my hand in the toaster
It's a rare thing, a minute alone, no less 120! Tonight is one of those beautiful nights Grandma wants to Grandparent, and boy am I thankful! Lately I've been wanting to write, but homeschooling and homemaking tend to get in the way. And yeah, I'll admit it, I feel guilty when I tell the boy, … Continue reading Sticking my hand in the toaster
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