You can learn a lot about a man from his Christmas list.

My ultra-fit husband’s request at every marathon or triathalon is that I meet him at the finish line with a cigarette, a PBR pounder and a bratwurst. So it didn’t surprise me that the only thing on this Christmas wish list this year was this poster. I was also compelled to order the companion piece. To keep the […]

Seven

My baby girl is seven today. SEVEN! For some reason she’s stuck in my mind as a four-year-old. When I walk in the door every day I’m always surprised that there’s this little lady in my house and not a crazy little tot. We used to call her Danger Girl. Because she would climb things […]

Odds And Ends. But Mostly Odds.

This weekend was a strange mishmash of painting, cleaning house, holiday parties and pupil dilation. This post has no discernible theme whatsoever. First, I’m completely mad at Ron Weasley because he completely ruined a finished painting. RUINED. I can’t even post a photo here because 1) I’m embarrassed that I have to do the damn […]

I’m not like other girls…

A few nights ago my kids were visiting friends and rather than cook for only two people my husband and I decided to go out for a burger at a local pub. We sat there for awhile, as we usually do when we go out, just happy to have a few minutes of peace and […]

Home For The Holidays

 Today my kids convinced me to start decorating for Christmas and I gave in because I like the smell of cinnamon and my defenses are down after eating too much pie.  I love decorating for Christmas. What I don’t like: rummaging around the attic for the decorations, looking at the empty boxes afterward, and all the vaccuuming. […]