So, most of you know by now that I’m a proud member of the Netflix Stream Team, and dig sharing the best of the curated best each month. It’s true. But I also dig going my own way now and again, and circling back to rave about a flick or two that’s caught my family’s eye (and WiiMote). Here’s one. *** There are so many good shows streaming on Netflix right now. SO MANY. For grownups, they include the wonderfully {Read More}
Autopilot.
March 12, 2015 By 11 Comments
Some days are trickier than others; those days when the tasks you can do (and have done) in your sleep are just slightly…off. When your autopilot is either broken or tuned to a different frequency and flight plan altogether. Distraction doesn’t even begin to cover it. You snap at the kids to finish up eating when you haven’t yet put food on their plates. You find yourself parking the car in the garage, only to wonder why you don’t seem {Read More}
Rearranging Furniture And Other Marriage Helpers.
March 9, 2015 By Leave a Comment
I feel that moving and rearranging objects gives them energy, I honestly do. I feel that Feng Shui is a very real form of magic. I also feel that I have no actual skills when it comes to Feng Shui-ing the heck out of a room. This doesn’t stop me in the slightest. Related: P.J. is the (reluctantly) proud owner of a newly upended room. This is a guy, for the record, who likes his socks to go in the {Read More}
Well, That About Sums It Up, Now Doesn’t It?
March 5, 2015 By 2 Comments
Since I’m clearly incapable of linear thought these days- not to mention linear zip codes- here’s a smattering of photos that I quite dig from the past week: Aren’t they adorable? P.J. found this portrait from my Dad’s studio session with his band. My Dad rocks the headphones/pensive look. P.J. rocks the “is this a mirror image of what your Dad’s doing?” look. (We all have our strengths.) I found this gem among my Mom’s letters. Please note the birthday {Read More}
Go Home. (Friday Blog Edition.)
February 27, 2015 By 2 Comments
Please forgive the day late/dollar short/donut-heavy blog post. Yesterday was a travel day for me, but now I’m hanging out with the coolest guitarist around. No, not Clapton. The other one. So here are three pix from my Thursday- which pretty much sum it up pretty nicely: A lint ball/cat hair amalgamation I found while packing that’s equal parts gross and heartwarming. Nora answered some questions, AKA I Gave Birth To Myself. Hey there, East Coast. (Let’s all just go {Read More}
Jasper’s First Haircut And I Didn’t Even Yarf.
February 23, 2015 By 5 Comments
I have a thing about my youngest child- perhaps you’ve noticed. Not to be all Ma Bates over here, but my baby is my baby and a boy’s best friend is his mother. Digression. But even I’ll be among the first to admit that the kid needed a trim. His bangs went from Bieber-esque to Beatlesmania to “I bet your daughter’s really pretty under that waterfall of hair.” Even my Dad, the permissive rockstar that he is, casually mentioned that {Read More}
The Perfect Partnership, Or- Outsmarting Your Wife.
February 19, 2015 By 4 Comments
Last Sunday, I was in a mood. A mood. I was feeling unproductive, irritable, and ready to crawl out of my own skin. P.J. took one look at me and casually remarked, “You should go organize the bookshelves.” I almost threw a plate at his head. Of all the sexist, demeaning, trivializing things to say, he’s telling me to go do prettifying busywork? In not so many words, I informed him that he had made a grave error in judgement. {Read More}
Time Travel And No Take-Backs.
February 16, 2015 By 4 Comments
So, last night P.J. and I decided to watch a movie while folding Mount St. Laundry and eating the copious amount of candy he had procured by running down our alley to Walgreens- because a) we live entirely too close to easily runnable locales and b) I will forever and ever Amen be married to a teenaged boy. I’m a hard sell on most movies; in fact, I have a tough time committing to anything with a run time of {Read More}
