Ben there, done that
The air bag light came on in my vehicle the other day. This would be because there is a hole in my dash. A...
The bats of winter
I have no idea why bats don't have a bigger market share PR-wise. They aren't a common toy, nursery decor or fashion accessory. I...
Truck driving mama
First I would like to apologize to any innocent drivers in a nearby urban area who may/may not have been menaced by a woman with a white knuckled grip on the steering wheel of a large white truck. That was me and I am sorry.
A blank white square
The other day I looked at our family calendar and saw nothing but a blank white square. It scared the heck out of me.
Taking a bite out of big apple addiction
A near riot occurred Friday outside an Apple store in Beijing as fights broke out among people trying to be first in line for...
I admit it, I’m a slacker mom
It is far too soon for me to be waxing rhapsodic about a successful parenting journey. My children are still young(ish). I don't like...
Practicing the art of apology
"Sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me."
Cute rhyme, but full of lies. Words do hurt. Deeply. I'll go as far as to say that words can hurt, and scar, long after physical wounds have healed.
At the sound of the beep
Recently, reminiscing with the children about our own childhoods where we walked 5 miles in five foot drifts to school, uphill both ways (naturally),...
The brake sign is flashing
Seems we always find religion when we are standing on the brakes. All I could think -- and say aloud -- as we skidded, squealing tires, seat-belt constricting my heart, which seemed poised to leap out of my chest, was "oh God! Oh God! Oh God!"
Our angry Christmas angel, Elvis
When I get too caught up in the running, buying, doing and utter delight we all seem to take in exclaiming the "stress" of...
