Farewell, old house! I love to relocate. I moved a lot as a kid, and after I've lived somewhere three years, I start to wonder what's next. We moved around because of my dad's job, and my husband doesn't have the same kind of job, so moving around isn't as necessary (once we moved to... Continue Reading →
A lot has happened this year, and it seems like most of it has happened to Archie, my middle child. Archie had his tonsils and adenoids removed several years ago, and his doctor suggested putting in ear tubes just for the heck of it since he was already having surgery. We agreed, because what do... Continue Reading →
Do you ever attempt to soothe your soul in an absolutely nonsensical way? Common advice for anxiety sufferers is occupying your hands to distract your mind, as if knitting an afghan would erase your constant stress. It certainly wouldn't do the trick for me, since I never had the mental fortitude for knitting -- instead... Continue Reading →
Remember a few years ago when everywhere you looked, there was a woman reading Untamed by Glennon Doyle? Women in Starbucks, women on airplanes, women on the beach, all heeding the call at the same time? I didn't read it. As a rule, I avoid any book that is wildly popular because those books are... Continue Reading →
I was sitting in a doctor's office this morning when I noticed a glob of children's toothpaste smeared on the back of my hand. It had been hours since I'd brushed the kids' teeth, so I only knew what the sticky goop was because it was blue and smelled like fake fruit. It was a... Continue Reading →
I have well-documented anxiety, and have recently begun discussing it with a therapist again. Why, you ask, wouldn't I be in a constant state of therapy if I know I have anxiety? Because I very much dislike crying. I get an awful headache after I cry, and it's obviously embarrassing and exhausting, but I also... Continue Reading →
I'm entering night three of a bout of unnamed illness, and currently typing from an awkward reclined position because being upright for more than a few minutes is a non-starter. Coffee and dim lighting for the headache, blankets and sweater for the chills. It's not vertigo, more like motion sickness, where nodding or turning my... Continue Reading →
While I was on vacation, I ate bread that did not make my stomach upset. When I returned, I ate the same bread and felt sick. A rational person might just stop eating bread that made them ill, but I adore bread. My favorite food is sandwiches (like Joey from Friends) and no it is... Continue Reading →
Those of you who follow me or my family on social media may be familiar with the story I'm about to tell, so I apologize in advance, but I'm going to tell it anyway. Mary, testing her Nana's limits for human contact during hour 457 of our life at the Charlotte airport. Last week we... Continue Reading →
When the stitches aren't the only major story of the week, you know to send wine and fully vaccinated in-home masseuse, right? Yikes. In the last week, we've intercepted four sleepwalking adventures. One was my middle kid, Archie, who I suppose has been sleepwalking for a couple years, but he rarely walks anywhere, so I... Continue Reading →
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