Back to school. The very notion conjures up visions of autumn and plaid and crisp apples for the teacher.
Let us all take a moment to remember Summer 2014. That was a great day.
Here in the Midwest it is fair season. County fairs are gearing up, winding down, and whirling along.
There has been a move afoot for some time to relax (see also: dumb down) the English language.
I consider myself an “expert” on parenting on par with my “expertise” in machine gunnery or quantum physics.
As we enter the thick of summer I find my kids, now teens, going in many different directions. Gone are the long hours spent blowing bubbles on the porch, sticky Popsicle drips and sandbox sand. These are the days of “Mom can I go / meet / do?” and “Mom I’ve got to work until […]
As we enter the thick of summer I find my kids, now teens, going in many different directions.
My vacations, as always, are a bit unpredictable.
Are you making sure you aren’t doing enough? Have you really embraced the vacation mindset and given yourself permission to let things go?
I accepted a certain amount of savagery in my life when we willingly entered into living in a house without granite countertops, a master suite, attached garage or central air. Clearly, our standards are low.
I don’t want to burst anyone’s bubble or make them question the beliefs they hold dear and the meaning of life, but I do think it’s time we set the record straight. I can no longer live this lie and neither should you. Let us come clean on a universal truth: You will never, ever […]
So … once again nature proves it is not to be trusted. As a person once proudly self-described as “indoorsy,” I have tried to be, if not one, then at least not “at war” with nature. I have come to like camping (in a camper, of course), love boating, and can even enjoy sitting on […]
I am at that crux of life where my children need me to be ever more vigilant. It is my contention that teens require almost as much if not more hands-on parenting as toddlers.
Farming in the early 1950s, my father pushed to the verge of working himself to collapse. Holding down a full-time job as a tractor and farm implement salesman, he would return home to farm the rented ground late into the night that he hoped to one day own. About a year ago, my sister shared […]
So I spent Memorial Day in the emergency department, as you do. Well maybe not as YOU do. You probably make good choices. I make bad choices, which is how I end up there. I ended up there lying on my back, staring at the ceiling and blinking while a nice man pointed a variety […]
I’m packing the camper — or at least supposed to be. What I’m actually doing is writing about packing the camper. Procrastination — it’s an art form. I love camping. I love having a camper and I love everything about “getting away from it all.” What I don’t love is planning. At all. Yesterday I […]
Mother’s Day was this month and advertisers went nuts lauding mothers with a push toward candy, bouquets and flowery sentiments. People waited hours in line for the Mother’s Day buffet, ran flowers to homes, hospitals and sometimes, cemeteries. There were UN level negotiations on whether a young mother should enjoy “her” day or glorify her […]
‘Tis the season of wedding invitations. They rain like celebratory rice (or birdseed for the eco-minded) from the mailbox, email and social media. “Save the Date” and “Please Join Us As We Celebrate … ” Let me assure you I love a party. Anything that combines dancing to Y.M.C.A and cake is fine by me. […]
So the school is kidnapping my baby and taking her to New York City. O.K., technically “kidnapping” may be a harsher term than necessary. I may have technically signed a permission slip, but that was during the endless winter of snow when May seemed as likely to come as free unicorn rides. Now the day […]
I tend to be fine with the passing of my own birthday. I don’t get overly excited about the new year and the start of another school year is usually quite exciting. I love the snap of fall air and anticipation. What gets me sentimental every time is the passing of another birthday for my […]