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 … More DIY Liars
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?
I love my kids. But there is no one in the world who will test my patience or make me question my sanity more than one of them. Well, maybe my husband, but I’ll save that for another post. Over a year ago, my eldest took flight and moved out of the house to attend college … More The Stealing Drawer
Chapter I – Tommy Chapter II – Cari Chapter III – Clay Clay breathed a sigh of relief. Almost didn’t make it that time, he thought to himself. He finished urinating into the toilet, buttoned his pants, and leaned against the closed door of the bathroom stall. Relax, he thought. In through the nose, and out through … More As the Phase Dock Turns, Chapter III
I feel like this blog is making a liar out of me. I post about our 19 chickens… all but nine of them are slaughtered. We buy four more…. now we have a baker’s dozen. I never wrote about that. I wrote about my bees and how I accomplished a split that didn’t go as … More The Name Game
My stomach is tied in knots. My vision is blurred. I feel like my heart is going to beat right out of my chest. What is ailing me, you ask? Am I in love? I can’t sleep. Let me rephrase that…. I haven’t slept in almost four years. I toss and turn to fall asleep, … More Oh, Sleep? Where Art Thou?
Deleting my excessively huge ‘sent’ email folder this morning, I came across a story that I sent out to my family last year. Here is an oldie, but a goodie! Friday, January 31st, 2014….. As you all know, I recently had surgery to have an umbilical hernia repaired. My stomach hasn’t been the prettiest thing … More My Two-Year Old is a Bully
… My husband drives a snow plow as a profession, and I am the one shoveling eight inches of snow off a 1000+ square foot drive….