Everyone probably knows that kids seem to inherit the habits that parents least want passed down to the next generation. In my family’s case, it’s the pack-rat mania, which translates to: my daughter collects trash. Oh I’m sorry, I mean “found treasures“. This is not a new post topic for me, I’ve probably composed a [...]
You did this: When you finally break out of your Facebook trance long enough to glance up at the time displayed in the top right corner of your MacBook, you will notice that it is 4:52 PM, a startling eight minutes before your in-laws are due to arrive. You will run, frenzied, through the house [...]
Ding. You’ve got mail. Subject: Surviving H1N1 — with baby in belly – CNN.com Open email, reading article and thinking, finally someone’s addressing this Swine Flu issue. Screw Jon & Kate because if the media doesn’t start covering this deadly Swine Flu with more vigor, I’ll be forced to reach deep into my anxiety archives [...]
It’s unfortunate, you know? I’m a wanted woman. There may very well be posters with my face on it floating around a certain historic Georgia city. Shortly after the finalization of the adoption of my son, I had to make the trek to our local Social Security Administration office. Have you been there? Get in [...]
Sometimes, when I find myself in a difficult situation, I ask myself, “Self, what would Amy Lo do?” Amy, in case you don’t know, is the mascot AND patron saint of Aiming Low. She is truly the source of all unorthodox wisdom and crafty girl-knowledge and this is my story of how Amy came through [...]
Why no one should ever…I repeat…EVER…offer me a PTA position. Cause I just might take them up on it. And then? Armageddon. Or at least the school version of it. Dear 2009-2010 parents, I sure appreciate your misguided voting to elect me as your new PTA president. We are instituting a few possibly-not-totally-approved-by-administration changes to [...]
I almost died today. Thanks to an almond. Seriously. Who wants that shit on their epitaph. Everything was going swimmingly. The Bug slept a whopping FIVE HOURS STRAIGHT last night so I was filled with energy and pep. Like one of those jazzercise instructors. I just needed some leg warmers and a sweat band and [...]
Confession: some days I dress like Mrs. Roper. True Confession: I dress like Mrs. Roper daily. Yah, I know, shame on me for not being truthful in my first confession but whatever. I’m obviously working on it so give me a break. So yes, I dress like Mrs. Roper and I’m both outwardly ashamed and [...]
Sometime after my eighteenth birthday, a couple of my friends and I were driving around looking for something– anything–to do. We had the staples: smokes, weed, gas; we’d had dinner and coffee and were now aimlessly driving around. As we passed a Mom and Pop type video store where I had recently gotten a membership, [...]
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