Sometimes, There Is Just No Good Reason To Say “No”

**This post contains language that some may find offensive.  If the F-Bomb offends you, please exit http://thepsychomother.com immediately, and never, ever return.  You have been warned, fair and square. Thank you. Last Friday, we allowed what some might deem the unallowable to happen.  We allowed Mini Me to drive my car, by himself,  to Murfreesboro, TN, to …

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The Damn Pinterest Beaded Chandelier Project From Hell

This is why I do not go on Pinterest very often.  I do have an account.  People do follow me.  I am not sure why.  Well, I think I actually do know why.  My friends know that I am always working on something.  I am sure that there are some people who think I am …

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Mother of the Year….

Mini Me has displayed tendencies of being a hypochodriac pretty much since day one.  I say this in my own defense.  In Mini Me's defense; however, I should probably say that he inherited said tendencies from, well, Me.  Mothah loves to tell about how she would have just gotten us the hell out of the …

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Carless, Yet Flawless……

This is the note  I sent to school with Mini Me and The Middle Child this morning..... Yesterday, I had to send a note that said, "Please excuse Jack and Eliza for being tardy.  They left with their Dad's keys and he had a meeting at 8:00am in Norcross, so they had to turn around and …

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The Middle Child

I must introduce you to The Middle Child.  You have met Mini Me and you have sort of met The Baby.  It's simply not fair for me to leave her out, for that is certainly giving power to the middle child syndrome, and I try very, very hard not to feed that.  I do not …

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The Email I Hated To Send Today…..

This is the actual email.  I took a screen shot of it on my iPad.  I sent it to his work email.  I am still waiting for him to respond.  When I mess up, it's usually go big or go home.......

Just A Normal Morning

*Contains Language My Mothah Will Deem Inappropriate*  😉 I thought I would share with you what a normal day looks like at Chez-Psychomother.  Especially since today started off so, well, normally...... The Middle Child came into our room and said, "MOM! It's 6:52! Are you going to get up?" Well, I was planning on it, …

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The Sharpie

Truman was a surprise.  A happy surprise.  I am working on the story that explains the interim between The Middle Child and Truman, but there are 6 years between The Middle Child and Truman and 10 years between Mini Me and Truman.  Truman is really and truly "The Baby" in every sense of the word …

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It’s That Simple

One thing you will need to get used to is that my stories will never be written in any sort of chronological order.  I write what comes to me, whether it is from 35 years ago (or more!) or 5 minutes ago.  I think that may be part of my ADD or maybe it is …

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The Note

When Mini Me was a toddler, our relationship was volatile at best.  We both wanted to make the rules.  No matter how much of a fight I put up, he just would not back down.  He was, and continues to be, one of the most stubborn children on the planet.  Hell, I would bet all …

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