It’s been eons since I posted. For that, my dear readers, if there are any left, I apologize. I am not going to give you an excuse. Sure, there are plenty, but let’s focus on the positive, okay? For whatever reason today, the day after Thanksgiving, I feel the urge to contribute. So here goes… … More Thankful…The Day After Thanksgiving
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 … More Our Mayor Wears a Dressing Gown
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 … More A Baseball Named Karma
Who cares? I have asked myself that question every single time I have sat down to write a blog post, for almost a year now. Seriously, I have like 12 drafts in WordPress-land that will never see the light of day. I’ve been struggling, friends and fellow bloggers. It’s been brutal. Growing up, and even into … More Who Cares?
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 … More Life, Through the Eyes of a Six Year Old
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 … More Religion, viCARIously Speaking – Part 2
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 … More An Open Letter to My Daughter’s New Teacher
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 … More Pinky: The World Explorer
A good friend of mine often comments, after reading some of my stories, “Care,” (that’s what he calls me) “Care, your family should be a freaking sitcom.” I always laugh it off, but this morning? Let me tell you, this morning would have made one hell of a hilarious episode. Not so much for the actors, but seriously, … More My 1st Drill After Retirement: Poopapalooza & Other Fun Happenings
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 … More Scraping Peanut Butter Off of Toast
