Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me.
A Tangled Yarn of Thoughts Being Unravelled…
I was and am stuck for a title for this post. That hardly ever happens. And when it does happen in other aspects of my life, it usually pertains to Red. He of the stoic countenance and endless source of hidden snark; delivered with such a matter-of-fact tone that one will rarely doubt the veracity... Continue Reading →
I didn't know how much power words have over us. How they can define us and our lives at various stages. As an expectant mother and a new one my world was mainly ruled by these words: 'heartburn', 'Braxton Hicks', insomnia', 'burps', 'poops', 'nasal aspirators', 'diaper genie', 'Feberizing', 'self-soothing', 'toilet training', 'weaning' and the legion... Continue Reading →
The family was playing Pictionary before dinner last night. TO decided to choose the Super Hard mode for generating the challenges. I mention this beforehand so there will be moderately less judging about why I gave the answer I did. TO was furiously drawing scenes of battle etc on the board and I in my... Continue Reading →
My kid's teenage years are kicking my heiney!* I was smarter as a teen than I am as a middle-aged mother of one. Primarily because I kept the eye rolling to a minimum and the simian grunts to a fairly non-existent level. I had to since my mother was handy with her spatulas and my... Continue Reading →
Last night I'd asked TO to do one of his usual chores and he did; while holding firmly onto the tv remote. And I, being a person to *never* let a snarky quip pass me by, told him that once he grew up and if he had kids, would have to eventually put the remote... Continue Reading →
A hectic Monday and a car that was clearly feeling Zen.
Red took us all out to play pickleball last evening and as always kept coaxing me to play something rather than have my nose buried in a book or my Kindle. And I, as always, was lethal on the court. Mercilessly swinging the racket like it was a sword and the ball like an enemy... Continue Reading →
Everyone grows up with the lingo of their generation; usually ingrained in their youth. It's a mix of slangs, colloquialism and often, as is typical with kids, some amount of neologisms as well. TO and I have been spending quite a bit of time together in the last two months since his summer break started.... Continue Reading →
Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me. 