Pomp and Circumstantial Evidence….

Since 20 years was a big anniversary, we decided we needed to celebrate big...

Of Chasing Feral Cats and Tia Maria and Diet Coke….

The Baby is somewhat of a video game connoisseur.  Oh hell, he is a full blown addict at the ripe old age of 8.   He is the only one of the three who made it to that category, so I guess I did okay.  Anyway, that is not the point.  He knows everything there is …

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I Will Never Get “Mother of the Year”, But Frankly, My Dears, I Don’t Give A Rat’s Ass ;)

    I am completely enamored with the fact that I am writing this at 37, some odd thousand feet in the air, aboard American Airlines Flight 2405 to Antigua.  Even at the age of 45, that I can write and publish a blog post, mid-air, shall never fail to impress me, thus proving to …

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He is My Voodoo Child, Baby……

  On Friday, the dreaded (only to me) cap and gown came home with Mini Me.  It is the gorgeous shade of purple that is his school color.  When he got it out of the bag, I audibly burst into tears. "OH MY GOD, MOM! If you are going to do that, then you cannot hold it!" he said. …

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Ode to Prince

It seems like every entertainer who is worth a damn is dying during my lifetime.  I'm quite sure I will leave some very important people off the list, but I can think of Merle Haggard, Philip Seymour Hoffman, John Ritter, Heath Ledger, James Gandolfini, Robin Williams, Michael Jackson, Whitney Houston, David Bowie, and now...Prince.  Prince? …

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Just Livin’ the Dream….

To say that I have been in a funk is an understatement. Mostly it has been a Homeowner's Funk, as you will read here shortly.... I hate not having time to sit and write.  I have lots of material--good LORD, don't ever worry about that! It's just that sometimes the stuff I want to write about may be …

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Change Something. I Dare You.

If you do not like something about your life, don't sit around, waiting for your life to change....Get off your ass and CHANGE your life!    I think there is a joke that goes something like this:  There was this guy and his town was flooding. He decided that his faith in God was going to save him.  All …

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Jus’ Hang On A Cotton Pickin’ Minute, Puleeze

Just wanted to update y'all and let you know that The Psychomother has not been hit by a MARTA bus or fallen off the top of The Mountain O'Stone...she is overwhelmed with school auction projects, a soon-to-graduate senior, and several other situations that unfortunately take priority seatin' to her blog! She will be back faster …

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Bad Ass Certification Complete

  Yesterday, my husband had our car.  We are about to buy another car. That, in and of itself,  is a long story that I will not bore you with.  Let's just leave it at: yesterday, I was at home without a car. Yes,  I could have called a friend to take me, yet again, …

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Wilton I

When I was a little girl, Mothah took a cake decorating class.  I can remember taking her icing bags out of the refrigerator and sucking the buttercream out of them and then putting them back in the refrigerator. I wonder if she ever knew I did that? Now she does.   I loved watching her …

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