It’s a gorgeous summer Saturday night. The kids are asleep early. Hubby is away with the team, the team is playing, and the game is on. I fully intended to plop down on the couch, tune in to the live radio broadcast with the TV …
I’ve been acutely aware that this blog has been sorely wanting of an updated post. But I’m struggling with what to write about, what to reflect upon… there’s just so much. Yes, of course, the climactic followup of my last post: Hubby’s long trip to …
There should be some sort of recognition for those successful people who came by their good fortune by honest means. After all, that is the American Dream. Hard work, conviction, and persistence should be rewarded with career advancement and achievement, right? Too often that is …
Hubby has to travel for a few days. This morning, he bustled about sorting last-minute laundry and lugging his suitcase up from the basement, while Babyboy moped. Babyboy especially misses his daddy, and bedtime goodnight Facetime calls usually end with all of us in tears …
Here it is, New Year’s Eve. I’m a 43 year old working mother of young kids. My idea of a New Year’s Eve party? A slumber party. And not the kind where a bunch of giggling girls huddle in sleeping bags watching scary movies and …