thinking makes it so…

We spent last Friday  picking strawberries with a great group of families, and one woman said, “On days like these I think my husband got the raw end of this deal.”
She was, of course, correct. There are some days when screaming and tantrums and hitting and  illogic take place in the sun and fresh air, [...]

Groundhog month

Since the doctor saw a shadow on my X-ray, I’m due for another six weeks of crutches.
I should be walking normally by June, they chuckled. (Actually, they were really nice and sympathetic, but I’ll go mad if I can’t make someone the villain in this story.)
This is unacceptable. I have a three-year-old hellion who never [...]

Get off thy ass and get to work

You know, I could continue to waste naptime blogging, reading other people’s blogs, and unpacking the eight-freaking-thousand boxes walling me into this new place. But I blog schlock read by an average of 50 people a day; I read awesome blogs that make me regret not doing more academic work, not writing, and not getting [...]

Rescue Remedy by the quart

I’m realizing just how many of my posts are angry, bitter rants. I’m trying not to feel guilty about that, because that’s the stuff I need to get out. I bottle it up all day because I don’t think it’s appropriate to be snippy in front of my son. And lucky for Spouse he’s 400 [...]

Parenting ambivalence

Parental ambivalence isn’t the same as parenting apathy. Maintaining a really passionate stand at two ends of a spectrum does not even slightly resemble the meh of not caring. And while holding on so tight might be counterproductive, I’d rather struggle fiercely to control the pendulum than let go and founder in the fair-to-middling of just getting by.

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Selling in a buyer’s market

Buyers want to see a clean house, and I want to stop cleaning. Guess who wins?

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