shaken and stirred
One of the funniest Tumblr pages I’ve seen recently is Reasons My Son Is Crying. I can relate to the accurate and hilarious captions given to the photos of…well….the author’s crying son. Don’t judge me. They really are funny, perhaps due to the honesty of the shots — don’t our children totally lose their tops [Read On]
I have a lot of goals. Some are big. Some are small. Some are seemingly ridiculous but goals nonetheless (preferably by Thanksgiving….) Someday, I will tick them off my life list. Someday, I will figure out just how to carve a turkey without making it look like Freddy Krueger runs the kitchen. Someday I will [Read On]
Because I’m feeling lazy inspired by one of the prompts in this week’s Writers’ Workshop AND because I’m leaving on vacation early Sunday morning, feeling grateful that it is near impossible for us to do a 15 hour (one way) road trip here in Wales, I’m bringing you a post from July 2009. At the [Read On]
Some days, I don’t want to be the adult. I want to be the kid. Why, you ask? Let me tell you: ONE: Grocery Shopping As a kid, you ask mom if you can have something, and if you’re lucky, it magically appears in the cupboard/refrigerator (or you get to go with her to the [Read On]
As one might imagine, here in the UK the “4th of July” is merely the day that follows the 3rd of July, a fact that still continues to mystify my children. Go figure. So while we would historically be watching a parade in our hometown and then heading to my Aunt Merrie’s for a party [Read On]
In very much the same way that applesauce is a vegetable at my parents’ house (in that it may make an appearance at nearly every meal, unlike an actual vegetable), baked beans are a common item at our evening meals, particularly since we have moved to the UK. It is a staple in my daughter’s [Read On]
My comfort zone is rather smallish area which I am forced to step out of more often than I’d like. I am not a risk taker. No siree. I don’t like to ski – I don’t like the feeling of being out of control. The first and last attempt was on a bunny hill in [Read On]
My father is a very wise man. I have learned many lessons from him over the years, and I’m sure he has a few more gems left to impart. My dad is a bit of a perfectionist. When I bought a loft bed from a fellow student during my sophomore year at university and needed [Read On]
My lovely daughter is a princess fanatic. Her favorite princess is (now) Rapunzel, followed very closely with her long-time favorite, Ariel. She has nearly all the dresses. All the movies. She can talk endlessly on all things princessy. When she grows up, she wants to be a princess…or a veterinarian. Or a Princess Veterinarian. So [Read On]
School these days – boy, things are different. We learned to type on typewriters. In high school. My children are learning to type on laptops, in kindergarden. We learned addition and subtraction. My kids are doing things like “Number bonds” and “chunking”. We had hot cooked meals and homemade desserts. (Ok, so MY kids still [Read On]
