Yo VIP! Let’s kick it! 1. Wednesday, I turned 34. Thursday, my oldest turned 10. I celebrated by putting on my big girl britches and not crying on the phone with the nursing agency and Fulton’s insurance case manager. Who earned herself some pumpkin spice liquor? This gal! My efforts have earned me the hope
First a shout out to Grace who was nice enough to link to my blog. Unfortunately, I didn’t notice her kind gesture until after I hastily jumped online and posted a real downer of a prayer request. After hitting publish I noticed more than 12 people had been to my site. I hope that all
Just jumping on this afternoon to make a very heartfelt request. Today’s my birthday, and it was supposed to be a fun day of mimosa, a homeschool playdate and sushi for dinner. And while the mimosa and playdate were fun, they were overshadowed by the news that I am scheduled to lose Fulton’s in-home nursing
I know you’re all sick to death of hearing about my life sans husband, but thankfully, for all of us, he gets back tonight! Yay! Everyone is excited about Papa’s return; so excited in fact that we were all awake by 5:30 a.m. Even the roosters couldn’t believe it. Hopefully I will still have some
Here in no husband land, we’re still narrowly avoiding the nighttime zombies and mama’s pre-dinner meltdown. I’m down to my last quarter box o’wine with four days to go. Can’t…hold…on…much…longer…. I’m seriously considering dragging around a king-sized pillow drapped in one of his dirty t-shirts. I’m definitely not a poster child for moms that excel
Despite the absence of it’s head, the household has been generally cheerful these last two days. Of course the internet connection between here and Poland works as speedily as those free disks from AOL, so our video chats are choppy at best. Two of the three times the video from Tony’s end was completely non-existent.
I am both overwhelmingly excited and undeniably terrified. I don’t know whether to smile or puke. Tomorrow, I am driving my husband to the airport so he can embark on his first trip overseas for six. whole. days. SIX! Maybe you remember what happened last time the love of my life went away without me.
Wow, it’s Friday again. Not sure whether I should be happy that the weekend is here or totally spazzing out because the week is over and there’s a lot left on my to do list. Around the blogospere in general it seems many moms are easing back into homeschooling through tears, gritted teeth and coffee before
The other night, somewhere between Tony reading Sunday’s collect aloud and the beginning of our family rosary, Addie came to the sudden realization that Santa Claus does not exist. Perhaps it was our discussion of presents, as we have several family birthdays approaching, or it might have been related to the fact I let slip
Lest I leave you all thinking my life resembles the 5th ring of Dante’s Inferno, I now present you with a brief synopsis of our second day of homeschooling. Our schoolroom the night before the first day. I don’t think we need to rehash yesterday. Now, day two. By 8 a.m. this morning all the
Today’s post was supposed to be a humorous look at our first day back to school. I had it all planned out in my head. First day of school pics with me in my classy denim jumper, joyful reflections of Fulton listening to stories as he began preschool plus some of the gritty details; sloppy