MIA: One Elf and One Reindeer

I'm dragging, people. Badly.  I am really not feeling this Christmas thing.  My asthma is not great, so I had to go buy a new respirator mask from Home Depot-just to go into the attic and retrieve the 20 some odd boxes of Christmas shit.   First, I decided I would do the outdoor decorations. …

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The Fan

Mini Me has the hottest room in our house.  We have a classic split-level home, built in the 1960's.  The HVAC system is in the crawl space, situated right next to Mini Me's room.  It's fine in the spring and summer months, but once we fire the heat up, it's like hell down there. I …

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Snake Bit

  We have lived in our house for eleven and a half years. We moved in when The Baby was two months old, and I was still a raging psychopath from his birth.  It took at least a year for me to unpack. Even though that little voice that I have that nudges me in …

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Grocery Store

Day before yesterday, I actually made a trip to the grocery store. I hate going to the grocery store, so I normally order groceries and have them delivered. Now, I know how that sounds.  It sounds all fancy and ooh la la. It's really not.  In fact, when I order groceries, I tend to spend less …

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It WAS All Good.

Nothing was going to keep me away, and I. Meant. NOTHING. I had been looking forward to this blessed event for several months. I did not care what happened, I was going. My brother and sister in law joined us. The Middle Child and The Baby were perfectly fine, staying at home and babysitting the …

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Rockstud

Most people who really know me, know that I have a great love for shoes. Unfortunately, my great love for shoes does not span far and wide and it does not include any and all shoes. I will admit that I am a bit of a shoe snob; however, I do have limits. I absolutely …

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Old Me

How is it that, no matter who you morph into over time, one of your kids ends up being the exact old you? I am talking about the old you that you wouldn't wish upon anyone. The old you who did not think about anybody else but yourself. The old you who would do the …

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I Promise Not To….

Today I was reminded of something funny. I had to email the principal of The Middle Child's school (who was also the principal of Mini Me's school) to let her know that The Middle Child will miss the entire first week of school in August because she will be finishing up the Berklee School of …

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Was Cool Once.

I'm a legend in my own mind, of course. Isn't everyone? I am not enjoying the aging process. I need to lose 30 pounds. My estrogen is high. My thyroid meds were askew. My foot still hurts. The only thing I've got going on right now is that I was cool once. I think. Maybe …

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Where the Woozle Wasn’t

We took the kids to NYC in the fall. The Middle Child wants to go to NYU and wanted to do a college visit. The boys had never been to NYC. We decided to make a fun, long weekend out of it. We stayed with old friends in Pelham and took the train into the …

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