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I am a wife, mother, and attorney, but not always in that order. I am also phenomenally indecisive, except when it comes to my husband, the Mister, and our boys--they are an easy commitment to make, and I write about them often. I devote the rest of
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Here I Am!
Mikey took this picture. He also styled this shot and all the others we took this afternoon. I’ve deleted the ones with me stretching my leg behind me, squatting, and looking down into the camera (hello, multiple chins). Today I went to my f...
Photo Announcements: Is it you I am looking for?
I check every link from every person who comments on my blog. That’s how I found Mystery Person, a person who does photo announcements and sends you the digital file to print on your own (my favorite cost cutting measure). I thought they we...
Halloween: Not My Favorite.
In keeping with tradition, we continue with our series of WORST HALLOWEEN PICTURES EVER. The Mister and I love the peacock costume and when Mikey wore it, he loved it, too. But Nicholas? You would have thought I was poking his testicles with h...
How to Take a Stroller on an Escalator {A Tongue in Cheek Guide.}
I know I have many readers who don’t have children. I can only assume my adventures as a less than perfect stay at home mom provide some sort of birth control, wherein I promptly shrivel ovaries quivering in anticipation after reading, say, A...
Tongue in Cheek: How to Hide Your Double Chin
Some people long for wealth. Or fame. Or true, everlasting love. I just want to face a camera head on without fear of double chins. Granted, even thin people have double chins. My best friend was once married to a man with a chin so weak th...
The Walk
Every night The Mister takes Mikey and Nicholas on a walk around the neighborhood. The walk is ostensibly to enjoy the great outdoors and instill good exercising habits, but really it’s to exhaust little boys into nightime submission. One g...
Cracked Egg
The way my egg cracked for today’s breakfast was strangely appropriate. I held the egg as I normally do, an egg similar in shape and size to the ones I normally use, and tapped it against the chopping block with the same force as always. St...
Bloodlust. Who knew? {A two part series.}
I heard about the Twilight Saga a year or so ago. You would have to live under a rock (or a coffin! ba-da-dum) to have missed the collective sigh from teen-aged girls across the world. What surprised me was that in that sigh I could also hear th...
The Short List
I have a short list. People who irritate me immediately simply by their appearance, mannerisms, or beliefs. Not exactly a charitable quality in me, but no one is perfect. Especially not the people on my short list. My short list is, by definition...
A Color That Better Suits my Personality
I’m still working on refreshing the boys’ emasculating bathroom. Things have slowed downed considerably because they boys and I have been fighting a terrible cold, and while I do want to use the box cutters to slice off my nose, I don...
Everyone Can Go to Hell
On Thursday, April 16, 2009, I stopped snacking and eating sugar. Well, sort of. I eat a fruit every morning. And if I am really craving a sweet treat late at night, I drink a glass of Crystal Light. I drink a glass of Crystal Light. Hi, my n...
One-Eyed People Eater
On Monday some friends and I climbed (via paved trails) a mountain in our area. It was about 4 miles and a pretty steep grade, and at the end of it I was pretty pleased with myself. The wind was whipping us all around close to the top, but I had su...
Occupational Hazard
Yesterday I received an email from friend from law school. She has two kids the same age Mikey and Nico. I thought she was going to cancel our lunch date for the 3rd of April (turns out she needed to reschedule) but she also told me the firm she ...
Hanging the Shingle
I spent Saturday, Sunday, and today watching hours upon hours of bankruptcy practice videos. I need to complete 25 hours in continuing education before I can reactivate my license and purchase malpractice insurance and, thanks to these marathon se...
Baptism by Fire
Long time readers and life-long empathizers will immediately feel my pain: Tonight, Nico threw-up ALL OVER ME. He’s been very congested and resistant to taking medicine and suctioning his nose. We tried to strong arm him into cooperating, a ...
Thrifty Thursday
The Mister and I decided to leave our cave and take advantage of his extended vacation by making a quick trip to the thrift store. To be honest, this was my first trip that did not involve the procurement of horribly out of fashion clothing for a t...
Lawyerly Stuff
I have a theory that a respectable number of people who read my blog work in the legal profession, either as attorneys, paralegals, legal secretaries, or similar. Am I correct? If so, what do you do and how do you like your job? If you don’t...
Go, Go, Go!
I decided to honor my love for Backyardigan’s music by buying “their” Born to Play CD. I didn’t even lie to myself and say it was strictly for the boys. I did tell them I was buying them something they would love, hoping years...
Vroom-Vroom, Cruisin’ the Dunes
It started off innocuously enough. A hum here, a warble there. An innocent toe tap (or two) while Mikey and Nico sang along at the tops of their voices with Tyrone, Uniqua, Pablo, Austin, and Tasha. Then, one day I watched The Backyardigans video...
The Impossibility of Being Perfect
I am back from a meeting in which I discussed with several females attorneys a plan to get me licensed and active within the community. I’ve been nervous about this meeting since the day I scheduled it; the day the Mister was laid off. I̵...
Chocolate Shrapnel
Baking suits me. It’s precise work, where deviating from the recipe is rarely encouraged. My anal, authority respecting personality does well moving from step to step, never once dreaming of substitutions, deviations, or reinterpretations. C...
Treating Allergy Attacks
When you are 4 years old, and you’ve had a long, hard day at work playing with kids who have cats for pets, often the best thing you can do is sneeze, itch, and come home and have a good cry. Preferably on watercraft-sized breasts, which I can...
Pity Party: Walk Ins Welcome
I've lost count of the number of times I've watched the video I posted yesterday. Aside from truly enjoying the message, the video has helped me put into perspective a challenging few days. I do not have a Brady Bunch family, I do not coffers brimm...
