Tag: television

I Blame Television

I freaked out the boy tonight by announcing we were only going to listen to music now. The TV is making me crazy. It really is. I was a staunch no TV mama until he was 2 and a half. Then he got pneumonia for the first time and there was only so much entertaining

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Twisted MixTape #40 – Where Did The Hardy Boys Go Wrong?

I think the first time I ever saw Valerie Bertinelli was on The Hardy Boys. She played a really sweet sorority girl, named Wendy, who was scared because her sorority sisters were getting kidnapped. (If you don’t want to be regaled by my unhealthy fascination with 70’s pop culture feel free to skip to the

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Indoctrination Into Thankful

My good friend Lizzi over at Considerings started something a while back called Ten Things of Thankful. It’s an all weekend show where lots of amazing bloggers participate in taking stock, looking at their life and reminding themselves what they have to be thankful for. I have often wanted to participate, but really struggled with

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Why Read A Parenting Book When You Can Just Watch The Brady’s?

I just got schooled. I guess I had to be here, in this place. This place of banging my head against the wall trying to parent a wacko/pyro 9 almost 10-year-old. I will start with this admission, I am a total hypocrite. I used to preach no TV until the Roosters Came Home and the Cows Went

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Mojo vs. The Evil Dragon Lady

This freakin’ weather! Not everyone has the pleasure of living in the midwest. I am aware of that. And I am acutely aware of the fact that many people live places were the sun shines at least, oh I don’t know; once every 4 days? Wow, that would be heaven. That would be like a

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I Cannot Live Without Sheldon, Shawn, and Sherlock

Today’s Finish the Sentence Friday is, “I am very passionate about.” Well, there are a lot of gimme’s so I’m not gonna go there, kids, writing, eating….you know, the important stuff. The thing is, these days I have so little no time to myself that I am seriously jonesing for my TV! Not to mention the

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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

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