Two weeks after being diagnosed with a severe allergic response to limonene and fragrance mix II, my allergist added "propolis" to the list after a delayed response marker appeared on my back. Shit. Propolis is resin collected by honeybees used to fill crevices and to seal honeycombs. Fucking bee glue. Confused on why I would …
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Our Mayor Wears a Dressing Gown
I had to work late tonight, our kitchen is a construction zone due to new countertops being installed, and I just didn't feel like making an effort. In my book, that's what I call a trifecta: we were getting take out for dinner. After picking up our Subway sandwiches, I mentioned to the kids how although …
A Baseball Named Karma
Last Thursday, my son's summer baseball season ended with a great big championship game win and a story for you, my dear readers. Back when Jameson's baseball season started, I noticed one of the other mothers sitting by herself during one of the practices. Her lawn chair was parked away from all of the other parents and she seemed …
Life, Through the Eyes of a Six Year Old
Anyone who lives with a 6-year old knows that life can be very... entertaining. Every day, I happen upon the strangest things. Sometimes I can put two and two together and figure out Mackenzie's thought processes. Other times, these discoveries take a little explanation. The following photos and phrases were captured in the span of a week. 1.) I was …
Religion, viCARIously Speaking – Part 2
Isn't that the truth? Last Sunday, I had the pleasure of spending my day with some amazing people, celebrating one of my high school friend's 40th birthday. It was a blissfully buzzed day, and I truly enjoyed myself, reminiscing about the days of past. After arriving home that evening, the laughs continued while we caught up with my …
An Open Letter to My Daughter’s New Teacher
Dear Mr./Ms. '1st Grade Teacher': I changed my daughter's name today. My daughter, Mackenzie, will now be known as 'M'. Has a nice ring to it, huh? Eh, not my first choice either, but it was either change her name or set the poor girl up for failure before she even starts the 1st grade. School …
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Pinky: The World Explorer
Two months ago, Pinky ran away for the first time. My five-year old daughter was heartbroken. How could her best friend of over four years just up and leave without any explanation? There was no goodbye note, no hints that the little pink cat was unhappy. One day she was there, and the next she …
Scraping Peanut Butter Off of Toast
I was recently prompted with a question: What does it mean to be a good parent? In my opinion, and simply put, scraping peanut butter off of toast. Every morning before work, I brew my coffee, get out my vitamins, and prepare my breakfast. I then wake up my youngest daughter and start getting her ready …
I Don’t Like The Sloth
We haven't encountered a 'Jameson-ism' in quite some time. For those who aren't familiar with the term, my 10-year old son has a way with committing the most hilarious word faux pas. It's been a while, but the boy produced a doozy tonight! I served fish tacos for dinner this evening: spinach tortillas stuffed with blackened tilapia, cilantro …
The Love Gift
I hadn't intended on making "love gifts" for my children this year; I think someone else had a hand in that. The love gift was always a special "tradition" solely shared between my mother and grandfather, before he passed away.... The tradition of the love gift began between my father and myself one Christmas many years ago, when my …
viCARIously Speaking 