Bliss
Hug It Out
Am not the nicest mother- it has to be said. More like the willling bad-cop who thinks that telling it like it is never hurt anyone. I wonder where I get it from (looks askance at my parents' room) but it is what is is. My parents continue to be the extremely loving and demonstrative... Continue Reading →
In Livin’Color
I first colored my hair while in the fag end of my 30s. It wasn't to cover up the greys (which am convinced are a sum total of the number of years I've been married and how old TO is) but to see if a different color was my thing. It was. And while my... Continue Reading →
Declutter: Why It’s Hard To Do
In the world that Marie Kondo rules (in a manner of speaking), decluttering isn't merely something to be done; it can become a family activity of sorts while setting you free. Free from disarray, free from decisions about what goes where and why and ultimately free to move around your own space and feel good.... Continue Reading →
Pool Time Tales
I had completely forgotten what it was like to take a 5-year-old swimming. But, as it is with all things related to kids, it all comes back to you with a bang! TO has always been fairly independent when it comes to things he likes to do. He shucked his floaties quickly and was frolicking... Continue Reading →
Speak Of The Devil
When you take liberties with a phrase but still have a devilishly good time...
Car-rying on
I pun, or attempt to, at the best and worst of times. It's not listed as an official coping mechanism but it is one I employ along with snark, sarcasm and tongue-in-cheek humor. This disclaimer is being given because I will be speaking about our family car and how it's gone its merry way, away... Continue Reading →
Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me. 