The Bearable Lightness of Being

Red would frown seeing Kundera being quasi-plaigiarised in this manner but I honestly couldn't think of any other title for this blog post. I sometimes get the sense of things being in a separate reality as it were. And while that may have shrinks reaching for a diagnosis of psychosis but there often doesn't seem... Continue Reading →

Pedicures and Percy Jackson

I've found my happy place and NO it's NOT any place that doesn't feature my kid! It's getting a pedicure in a particular salon that has vibrating chairs that massage your head and back and have rainbow lights in the swirling foot bath where you soak your WEARY treads. Why did they go the extra... Continue Reading →

Which Mythical Monster Are You?

Since my posts end up being about the (crab) apple of my eye I thought why not ask around and see if I'm the only nutcase attempting to raise a child or if there are others out there who see themselves as being demonized by their children in the sanity-ebbing job known as parenting. Here... Continue Reading →

Eating Your Words

Let me assure you that having to eat your own words is not a culinary experience to aspire to. Nope! Classic cases of eating one's words that I'm pretty sure quite a few adults go through- When I grow up I won't talk to my kids the way my parents talk to me- Reality? We... Continue Reading →

Movie Review: Enough Said

I watched Enough Said last night. All but the last bit since MLM suddenly woke up howling. But whatever I saw of it seemed very believable and at times a bit slow but then again relationships don't always ignite and flare up in the blink of an eye. While the movie makers are limited by... Continue Reading →

Red

That's how I refer to my husband in digital media- Facebook, blogs, and in my phonebook. I don't know how or why it started but it did. He's not red at all- no communist tendencies lurking here and there neither does he have one red hair. He's been a salt&pepper guy since we met nearly... Continue Reading →

Anything in particular? Coffee cups? Lunch bags? Open sewers…?

This is such a fun post to wake -up to.Thank God for bosses….who else would we talk about?

John's avatarPost it Notes from my Idiot Boss

look into things

Or perhaps the gaping void that has become my career…?

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Raising A Misguilded Missile

I read this blog post from a blogger I follow. He's funny, his writing is very real and given that he has many more years of experience in the ephemeral field of parenting than I do; his posts make me feel more confident that all is not lost and my head may not explode...today at... Continue Reading →

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