I’m drinking and blogging. Because this is the last night I have access to my ovarian reserve. So I’m having a little farewell party. Me and my eggs. There won’t be any Number 8. Nope. I’m getting my tubes tied first thing tomorrow morning. A tubal ligation. I know it’s the “right” decision. I mean, we can’t afford the kids we […]
Archives for November 2012
not-your-average-mom.com is getting a makeover
So not-your-average-mom.com is getting a makeover. Not the person, but the blog. Actually, I’m sort of getting a makeover too, but you’ll have to wait until the morning to hear about that… Anyway, don’t panic and think you’ve been directed to the wrong website if things all of a sudden look different this week… And […]
It is better to give this than to receive that
If you have watched even two minutes of tv in the last week, then you have seen at least 94 Black Friday commercials. And if you have bought any magazines, then you have most likely read endless lists of the best gifts to get for teachers, fathers, kids, new moms and everyone else under the […]
I need to add duct tape to the “things I must have in my purse at all times” list.
Basketball season is now almost upon us. Not that long ago I wrote this, about the near impossibility of actually watching your child participate in a sporting event if you have any other children there with you. But that was during baseball season. At least at a baseball game you are outside. There is some […]
Where’s Dian Fossey when you need her?
editor’s note: before reading today’s post, you may want to read this post for a little background on Number 3. Number 3 is my worrier. (see above) In addition to stressing over just about everything under the sun, he also gets car sick. And bus sick. So I drive him to school every day. Everyday, we pull up to […]
easy chalkboard
I love chalkboard paint. The kids love chalkboards. So it’s a win-win situation. I made a little “chalkboard” on the end of the cabinets in my kitchen. It helps to keep the kids busy and away from the stove when I am cooking. Number 4 loves to write down what we’re having to eat. She […]