Finding ways to make mommying easier is a life goal of mine. I want to waste less time cleaning and organizing and cooking and dictating and driving all kinds of people to all kinds of places so I have more time for eating cookie dough while my kids are at school soaking up these young family moments that are rushing away from me. I suck
If you follow me on Twitter (because you totally should) you may have noticed a number of Tweets regarding the infiltration of my humble abode, by tiny evil-straight-from-hell rodents. Not tiny, actually. I guess they are considered mid-sized in the rodent community (smaller than a raccoon, but bigger than a chipmunk). They are known commonly as the Gray Squirrel. They are indigenous to the Eastern
When I was younger, our winter break was two weeks long. A FULL two weeks of lounging around the house. Driving my mother insane, I’m sure. I honestly don’t even know how she stood it. Possibly because she is the mother to one fan-freakin-tastic daughter who is six years older than her leaves-a-lot-to-be-desired younger brother. Seriously different dynamic than the all Dude home I’m the
Well, it’s official… Virus season is here. Yeah, blech. And, we had ourselves quite a launch party this weekend at Casa de Dummies, featuring plenty of puking, pooping, and writhing in pain. It started with Dumb Dad. I’ll spare you the gory details and just say that, Sunday morning, after witnessing his late night “incidents”, I gathered The Dudes up, swabbed them down with hand
I don’t have a lot of life goals. I’m too busy barely making it actually living to focus much on the future. My main goals in life are to be rich provide a comfortable life for The Dudes, and make sure that I am awesome do everything I can to make them happy, good, strong, contributing members of society (don’t want to wind up profiled
I’m a part-time WAHM. I’m still trying to get used to the idea because for a long time I was a FULL TIME SAHM. Before #3 came along, I decided to get a part-time job which made me a work-outside-of-the-home mom. Then, a couple of years ago I started my own photography business and became a WAHM (even though I kept my PT outside gig).