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 […]
The day Mr. Wonderful gave me a big hug and whispered in my ear “I lost my job” I did what any supportive spouse would do. I made it all about me. When my spouse was having what was inarguably one of the harder days of his life, I found it helpful to adhere to […]
We have been living in squalor. This is not new. We do it all the time. We let one thing or another slip. An errant cup in the living room will usually gather friends. A piece of paper somehow morphs into a pile. Towels steadfastly refuse to hang up on their own no matter how […]
The arts are an important part of education and yet in many educational settings, they are first at risk for cuts.
The end of most seasons tends to catch me off guard. I’m minding my own business enjoying another weekend afternoon waving to friends and eating nachos, when someone mentions idly that today is the last game.