I’m frozen!

Monkey turned to ice multiple times this morning. Tragic, really. I’d be asking him to do something like, say, put on his socks, and suddenly he would be stock-still intoning through nearly-motionless lips “Uh oh! He’s frozen in a block of...

NOT okay. Not even slightly okay. Okay??

Up until very recently, I had always thought–nay, assumed–that I had a firm understanding of human nature and the English language. These two things are not inherently related; no. But together, they would lend a person (say, me) the insight necessary to...

It’s started

Hi ho, hi ho, it’s off to the last couple weeks of craziness leading up to Christmas we go…. I love Christmas. In theory. Sometimes even in reality. But not usually. And the two weeks beforehand? I could do without. My offspring are wired for sound....

A handy single mom’s guide for Friday

When you have a life and a job, it’s Monday that you hate. When you’re me, Friday wins the Most Dreaded Day Of The Week contest, hands down. Do repack the sunbutter-and-jelly sandwiches that went uneaten yesterday. They won’t be eaten today, either,...

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