The Year of My Socks, Two-Thousand and Eighteen
Okay, yes, I know. I basically disappeared there for, well, pretty much all of January. We'll talk about that tomorrow. Today I'm just talking about my girl. My daughter wrote and submitted a piece in the Critical Essay category of this year's Scholastic Art and Writing competition. Spoiler alert: her essay won a Scholastic Gold … Continue reading Back Just In Time To Brag
When I put these socks on this morning, I didn't know why. I mean, yeah, it's mostly foods this week, but why the peaches on Wednesday? It's not like Wednesday is particularly know for it's peachy-esqueness. Truth is, I don't even much like peaches that much. It probably shouldn't have surprised me then, that I … Continue reading Sometimes Things Turn Peachy
Calamity. Tragedy. Havoc. CAKETASTROPHE. When I woke up Sunday morning, I found myself staring into a box that surely signified misery, anguish, and doom. The Attitude’s 6th Birthday party was just over three hours away, and in the windowed, white bakery box that not eight hours earlier had held his finished, decorated, homemade Pac-Man/Jack o’ … Continue reading How To Ruin A Six Year-Old’s Birthday Party
5 – Number of processed, frozen, chopped, formed, "breaded" fish sticks eaten Friday. Um, yay, Lent. Or something. I guess. 4 – Number of children spoiled with post-Sunday dinner spring evening Icees. 3 – Number of nights of falling asleep in my recliner for an hour or so before shuffling up to bed. Err, well, … Continue reading This weekend, by the numbers
