Number 3 is the Duke of Non Sequiturs. But after a little bit of digging, I usually manage to connect all the dots… Let me backtrack a minute — My grandmother and my aunt are pretty old. A year-and-a-half ago, after getting home from the big family reunion we have here every summer, my uncle, who was
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Good night. Sleep tight. And I don’t really give a shit if the bedbugs bite.
I can understand when one of my kids wakes me up at midnight because she had a bad dream. And I can understand when the 3-year-old calls me to her room at 1:00 a.m. because she really needs to go potty. When my husband wants me to check on the baby because he thinks she is breathing faster than usual,
There’s no substitute for a good substitute
Our school district pays substitute teachers almost nothing. To start anyway. Maybe if you survive a certain number of days then the pay eventually increases. But I think $65 or $70 a day is insulting. So it’s no wonder some of the subs are complete morons. Okay, maybe it’s just one. But still. There needs
Thank God It’s Monday
I just had an idea. And I’m not really joking… If you follow my facebook page, then you saw this a couple weeks ago: Yeah. These weekends are killing me. Finding a way to get the kids to baseball games, swim meets, band competitions, football games, and birthday parties which are all taking place simultaneously requires way too much planning. I feel
Another one bites the dust
I can’t drink the way I used to… Last night I had one too many glasses of wine. And I stayed up way past my bedtime. But also, yesterday, I felt something poking me right under my boob. I kept readjusting things, but nothing seemed to be helping. It took me way too long to realize
I think Meredith Brooks put it best…
I can be a pretty big bitch to my husband. I also don’t tell him very often how much I appreciate how hard he works. I mean, I will literally rip a picture from a magazine, say “build this,” and he does it. How lucky am I? You’ve seen the pool deck…And the bunk beds…And my kitchen…(not