Disclaimer: As a member of Netflix’s #StreamTeam, I have the funnest job ever. This month is all about the shows you keep saying you’re gonna watch but then never get around to. So maybe step it up a little bit and watch them, already? The dishes will totally keep. And as always, all thoughts, opinions, and questionable viewing habits are entirely my own. *** It’s no secret- P.J. and I are both TV obsessors. As in, we call them “our {Read More}
Back to school, Suzy-style.
September 14, 2015 By 1 Comment
This little Buttercup. This little monkey. This little light of mine…(needs absolutely nothing and nobody to “let” her shine, but appreciates the company just the same). It’s her first day- of her second year- of preschool. Which is totally, unbelievably, a Big Kid thing to go do. According to this worldly individual, some of the kids were a little sad at drop-off, “because they don’t know how things are yet.” (Luckily those kids had a friend within hand-holding reach to {Read More}
Nora went to kindergarten: An adjustment tale.
September 10, 2015 By Leave a Comment
I like to think that I’ve done a good job this week, what with the beginning of kindergarten and all. As in- I allowed Nora to go and she’s currently there as we type and, to the best of my knowledge, I’ll be okay with her going again (for the next 12 years). It’s weird: I’ve definitely found myself missing her at odd moments of the day, and staring at my phone while being incredibly certain that the school will call with {Read More}
Suzy’s random pickup truck dream= attained.
September 3, 2015 By 10 Comments
Remember last week when I was talking about bucket lists and how unattainable they are? Let me tell you a little bit about my daughter Susannah. So, Zu is- what we call in the business- a cheerful soul. She loves things. Everything. Once, after being asked about personal preferences, Nora attempted to insult her by scornfully saying how everything was Zu’s favorite. “It sure is!” was the heartfelt response. So. Bucket lists. Nora and I had created intensely detailed items {Read More}
Today/Tonight.
August 31, 2015 By 2 Comments
Today I: …Took three kids to get “back to school” haircuts. (Even if the youngest’s “school” is only School of Hard Knocks/School of Disrupted Naptimes.) …Packed a picnic lunch to eat at the splash pad for one last splashy summer. (The fact that the park was 2 blocks away from the haircut joint and the spraying water ensured I wouldn’t have to hose them down myself post-lunch shouldn’t count against me in the least.) …Wrote one email. While holding a {Read More}
Parenting fail: Park outing edition.
August 27, 2015 By Leave a Comment
Sometimes you’ve just gotta pick up what the universe is laying down, you know? And sometimes it takes a blinking neon sign to the face to get me to realize that I’m being a little, well, crazy. Case in point: The other morning I woke up and thought, “Jeez, there’s a week and a half left of summer vacation. I really need to finish the items on the bucket list I promised everyone we would not be keeping this summer.” {Read More}
Skill sets.
August 24, 2015 By Leave a Comment
Lots of folks are posting (downright adorable) photos of their kiddos’ First Day of School pix. As we don’t start until September 8th and FOURTEENTH, respectively, I am not those people. Due to those samesuch constraints, my work output this past week/weekend has been- ah- lacking. Let’s go with lacking. But lest you think my cluttery weekend didn’t allow for self-reflection, I tell you NAY. Here are two things I said aloud in the past 48 hours: 1) I’ve decided that, {Read More}
Jasper went under the knife (no, Mom, I will NOT stop calling it that).
August 20, 2015 By 2 Comments
Allow me a moment of self-confidence, if you will: I’m good at a lot of things. A lot. I’m a speed reader. People like my cooking. And for esoteric classic rock trivia? None better. That said, put me in a hospital scenario and I’m a tweaky, abysmal basket case. The antiseptic scent makes my head spin and my skin crawl. The sight of needles makes me babble. The idea of needles and general anesthetic and I.V.s makes me a truly {Read More}
