Usually around this time of year I’m all hearts n’ flowers n’ red cellophane. Don’t get me wrong, I’m still oh-so Valentinetastic, just maybe a little less vocal about it this February. Heavy hearts and lacy hearts look weird together. That said, I did make 34 Hershey kiss mice for the girls’ class Valentines. Considering that a) 34 IS A LARGE NUMBER OF PEOPLE TO GLUE THINGS FOR and b) I’m beyond terrified of rodents, I have to assume that {Read More}
Making Zu Earn Her Keep, #StreamTeam Edition.
February 10, 2015 By Leave a Comment
As a member of Netflix’s Stream Team, I get to devour TV and movies at an alarming rate- and share my absolute favorites with you. While I’m frequently compensated, all thoughts and opinions and binge-watching sessions are strictly my own. *** Especially in light of the month (and year) I’ve had so far, it’s nice to know that Netflix loves me. And loves my children. And they love Netflix back. A lot. Ooh whee, do they love Netflix back a {Read More}
Re-entry. And Insults From The Preschool Set.
February 9, 2015 By Leave a Comment
Re-entry is always hard; re-entry when you already miss your Dad like a limb and think your Mom’s cooking and hospitality puts the world’s top B&Bs to shame is even harder. Luckily, I have my husband and children to welcome me back to the homestead (for at least a week and half). I mean, who cares if the baby boy awakens mid-car ride from a nap to find you’ve returned from your week away and freaks out like Mothra herself {Read More}
Grief. And Other Things I Can’t Control.
February 5, 2015 By 24 Comments
I am by no means a grief expert. I am by no means an anything expert. Except for mid-50s to mid-90s rock trivia. In that scenario, I’ve practically got a PhD. Which is not as frequently helpful as you might suspect. And even in terms of emotions, I’m okay at that. (P.J. would probably say that I’m exceptional at that. “Emotions.” As in “having them loudly.” “A lot.”) But working through them in functional ways that make linear sense? Yeah, {Read More}
Tapping Out. Again. (Sorta.)
February 2, 2015 By 3 Comments
Sometimes you go home- to your real, honest-to-gosh childhood home- and clean out spice cabinets and re-line silverware drawers with new paper. (Sometimes that makes your little neatnik heart way too soar-y.) Sometimes you sit with your Dad and watch bad television- a.k.a. incredible television- and eat wonderful food because it’s there and it’s a thing to do. And sometimes you do nothing. And that’s okay, too. And it isn’t, but sometimes it has to be. The world spins and {Read More}
Love, Snacks & Impressive Skills.
January 29, 2015 By 1 Comment
Here is what I know this week: I’m surrounded by exceptional people, always. The concepts of community and family aren’t limited to bloodlines or zip codes. Life is so fleeting, so beautiful, and so…much. Additionally, my son wants more graham crackers. This is another thing I know. Because I’m focused so extra hard on my babiest of babies today (sorry, J), let’s go ahead and show his newest trick. (He might be the only person I’ve ever birthed who {Read More}
Back When P.J. Was The Favorite. Again. (And Still.)
January 26, 2015 By Leave a Comment
I happened upon this post about my kids’ favorite parent from about three years ago, and it resonated. Oh, how it resonated. Because recently, Jasper has decided that only P.J. will do in terms of bedtime and mealtime and bath time and awesometime. Don’t get me wrong, I understand (and appreciate) the appeal of Fun Time Philip, but I do wonder if Jasper had only been using me for my boobs all that time. (When will I learn?) So I thought {Read More}
Sometimes A Picture Has To Do.
January 22, 2015 By 3 Comments
And then there are the days where you’re not feeling particularly humorous, or witty, or profound, or even weird- and, especially that last one, is when you know it’s time to say good enough is good enough- which, oh my God, your Dad would just effing hate– and post a picture you like. A picture you love, really. So here it is, a picture I love. My three favorite men in the entire world, all sitting around like the most important {Read More}
