Navigating life as a Wife, (Step)Mom, and Armchair Psychologist.
Places I don’t belong, by Jyl: At the scene of an accident if there is a need for assistance. Escape Rooms, if my input is critical to finishing before the buzzer. The snake house at the zoo. Or anywhere actually. Or, really, in visual range of any reptiles at all as demonstrated by the many … Continue reading Mudgirl
Wait, that’s not the song. Close enough, though. It is the end of the academic year. And it is as I know it. Frankly, I get a little tense in June. Historically, in my house, June is the month in which we really examine the pile of dropped balls among the kids and offer a … Continue reading It’s the End of the Year as I Know it…
Trigger Warnings: First, there are some swear words in this entry. You may have gathered that from the title. Second, yes, I do see it - I often write about body things. We all have them. Third, shrug. Finally, it's been a bit of a rocky week here within our house and, therefore, I didn't … Continue reading S*** Nuggets
I heard today, again, that this will be remembered as the Summer of Healing. Good grief. Why do we keep having to remembering things? Can we get through an event here or there without having to put a notch on the timeline to refer back to? Although - I guess since we just short of … Continue reading Summer of Healing
If you're wondering what it's like to raise kids these days...stay tuned. If you're wondering if it's really true that all your child's friends get to (insert completely unrealistic activity), stay tuned. If you're wondering if it's possible to count down the days until the next teen leaves the nest while also wishing those same … Continue reading But All My Friends Do
Trigger warning: By "floodgates," I mean butthole. This is the story of my official welcome party to the over fifty set... Why write about something so personal? Because if you are over fifty, you should also be doing this. Do not be one of the many caught down the road with a scare or a … Continue reading The Floodgates to Fifty.
I would actually kill a man for universal healthcare at this very moment. This very moment being minute seven of trying to reach someone at our insurance provider's "office" who might direct me in filing a claim as our counseling provider has indicated that it is too difficult. And, yeah counselor dude, I totally agree. … Continue reading Is this healthy?
In the interest of fair reporting - going to go ahead and follow up last week's post with an update on Child 1. And, no, I don't talk too much about that child in my blog - there are actually a few very undramatic reasons for that. One is interpretation - and being a woman, … Continue reading The Other
Pandemic School Post 72. Hey, it's really not that high of a number - I've intentionally not made this the theme of the year because it's annoying and old and I'm over it. Also, Pandemic School is annoying and old and I'm over it. I've heard multiple times this month from parents who have arrived … Continue reading It Still Takes a Village
Seven years after misplacing my child for the first time, I think it's finally safe to relay the chain of events to the public. Not so much because he's big enough now not get very lost (or at least, if he does, he is grown up enough to help himself), but because I'm one thousand … Continue reading Lost and Found
