I received a copy of Reform Judaism Magazine today. I don't know why -- I mean, I'm Jewish and stuff, but I didn't sign up for more paper waste. It's possible I got subscribed through our temple, but since we pay almost nothing due to financial hardship, I don't know why they'd spring for the extras.
Anyway, the cover topic was "bullying," and since I…Continue
I did it, finally, and it only took (insert long number of months/years here).
I had my first private training session in, let's see, probably 18 years. My good friend, who is a yoga teacher, has agreed to do a barter with me; we do her IT support, and she's teaching me yoga. We talked about this almost every time we saw each other, and finally, today we did it. She set us up in her sunroom, and it was indeed sunny today so it felt just great.
It was awkward for…Continue
Oh, people. My heart is hurting and I am grinding my teeth to nubs.
(And before I get into this, let's admit now that I'm not nearly as creative as all you folks in giving my kids secret names online, and screw it, I've been writing about them for years, so...."
It's about Jacob. My eldest son. Born January 29, 2000, four and a half weeks early. Other than the timing, there was nothing obviously…Continue
I was going to title this "In Which I Fail At Parenting," but since all three of my children are accounted for and asleep without the use of a sledgehammer or narcotics, I think I'm still on the right track there.
However, I think we can definitely say I am a failure as a housewife, because the mess has taken over and fully disabled me. I have been resorted to mumbling under my breath about how I hate my house and shrieking in disgust every…Continue
I asked DH the other day how long should one's midlife crisis last?
"I guess it goes until you start your late-in-life crisis," he replied.
"Well, I'm fucked."
I had a weird thought last night as I was playing my crazy Facebook timesuck games. My avatars on these games tend to resemble my own features. Having avatars often means you can select exactly how you want others to see you, or act out your wild fantasies of having…Continue
IKEA has conquered the world. What with its flat-packed boxes of DIY furnishings and funky tchotchkes with impronounceable names, family-friendly play areas and fairly inexpensive food, it's quite the goofy new version of shopping for dumbfounded Americans. We drive great distances to find the giant stores, get lost within its ratmaze of seemingly unplanned aisles, and succumb to the treasures within, only to emerge half a day later, squinting, into the harsh sunlight of the outside…Continue
Today was chock-full of appointments. This was the schedule:
8:45 - Get up. Check email. Repost bunk beds for sale. Sigh over how much laundry needs to be folded in a house with no AC when it's already 91 degrees out.
9:15 - Take son to shrink. Drop him at door and head to Panera for breakfast bagel while working on questionnaires for wedding couple and their families.
10:27 - Meet son back at shrink's office and drag him to Target, where middle son's…Continue
Okay, so men and women are different and closeness breeds contempt and all that shit. But there are times when it is patently clear that my husband HATES ME WITH A PASSION, and now is one of those times.
And I get it; I'm annoying. I'm definitely imperfect, despite my mother ingraining the fact into my brain that Mothers Are Perfect And Are Never Wrong (Even When They Are). Here I am, 40, laid off, overweight, messy, loathe to bother with makeup unless it's a true outing, and…Continue
Clearly, I missed a class somewhere. Maybe it was back in second grade when I had strep throat and chicken pox for three weeks (and also missed US Geography). Maybe it was in the first 45 minutes of Hebrew School that I missed every Tuesday and Thursday because my school went an hour longer than the public schools.
I've moved a lot in my life (the count is between 16-18 homes and apartments since I was born, and that's impressive for a…Continue
So, how did I do last week? I managed to get in two actual workouts (we're not counting the times I just got hot & sweaty in general), cleaned & organized the pantry and most of the kitchen (!!!), dealt with five baseball practices and games, shlepped to three doctor's offices, dragged the kids to preschool playgroup, and set up the Marble Jar. (See where I got the concept here at Family Fun…Continue
Since I didn't start writing immediately after my layoff, let's just pretend that Day II of blogging is my real Day II. Actually, the day numbering doesn't matter -- since I can barely tell what day of the week it is anyway.
So far on my path to righteousness -- or at least, semi-presentatbleness -- I'm at maybe 60 percent. I did the Wii Fit two days in a row now, impressing the heck out of the personal trainer. (And by the way, Nintendo,…Continue
Hi, I'm a stay-at-home-mom. I hadn't been, pretty much ever, since having my first child at the millenium's dawn. For over 10 years, I handed my net pay over to a very nice Belizian woman who fed and changed my sons, kept me apprised on our grocery list needs, swabbed the toilet and wiped down the counters, and basically was my very own housewife.
I got laid off on May 7th, for the second time in my life, and though I got a longer severance…Continue