Month: May 2011

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All in a Weekend’s Work

   It was a wonderfully productive weekend around here (and what momma doesn’t love a little genuine productivity once in a while!)    The sun has been shining, the girls have been happy (for the most part!) and we have milked every last ounce of summer preparation out of these last three days– we’ve planted…

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You Know You’re a Parent When…

Breakfast consists of making food creatures for your preschool kids… The dinner table results in a spaghetti sucking contest…it started with Ella who surprised us by sucking a whole piece of spaghetti into her mouth with one big swoop… Continued with our four year old… And concluded with Daddy showing everyone how it is really…

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Rescuing Daddy

Usually it is the man rescuing the woman…I know that is very cliched and anti-feminine of me, but hey, I’m just sayin… I can’t even begin to count the number of times my dear hubby has had to rescue me from any number of unexpected plights; because I had two flat tires in the middle…

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Ode to A Busy Mom

Once upon a time, before I became aware that there was “good” and “bad” poetry (and that “good” poetry typically did not rhyme, had very deep truths to convey, and often read like cryptic riddles),  I could often be found scribbling away in notebooks to create my own bits of rhyming verse that I would…

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Sorry About the Meatballs

Have you ever harped on your husband about not being a good enough multi-tasker? I certainly have never, ever, ever, EVER done such a thing…I was just thinking some of you may have… Well, for those of you who have harped on your husbands about their seemingly inability to process more than one task at…

A Lesson in Time Management (or Perhaps in Not Attempting to Manage It)

A Lesson in Time Management (or Perhaps in Not Attempting to Manage It)

       I was going to be so super duper, very, very productive this morning. The babysitter was scheduled to arrive at 8:45, I was going to be dressed and ready to head out the door, go to a Zumba class and then have all of my writing stuff packed and in the car…

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Our Princess, Her Frog and the Drama that Ensued

     I think the major drug companies that keep peddling all of their miracle cures should start to work on some form of parenting prozac…      maybe it would be more like xanax…you know, kind of a situational thing…prozac takes too long to get into the system. I need something in the moment,…

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Momma for Hire: Works for Weeds

Ava has been picking dandelions by the bouquetfull lately. Scott thinks I don’t want to treat our lawn with fertilizer because I don’t want the chemicals around the kids…the real reason, I’m thinking, is that there is no other free activity that I could conjure up that would keep her quite as content or give…

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Belly Button Blues

Bathing Suits. Body Image. Post-baby. Need I say more? I was causally walking through the mall on Friday afternoon, innocently looking at t-shirts and shorts, flip flops and sunglasses when I was accosted by the most upsetting sight… this wall…of…well, bathing suits for young teenage girls who have never, ever had a baby and don’t…