Monthly Archives: January 2014

Mom(ism)

“I can’t believe I’m sending my child to school dressed like a ragamuffin!” “I am so perturbed right now, girls, I’m going to sell you to the gypsies.” “Do you have any idea how many hours I have to work to pay for this closet full of clothing that you…

Just As I Am

I don’t know why as a parent or as a dog owner I even bother to own any seating options in my home because I swear to you, every single time I attempt to sit down, Isabella needs me to inspect her sleeping foot and reach her a band-aid (seriously?!)…

The 3:30pm Dictator

The minutes between 3:23pm and 5pm are, by far, the most difficult for me, as a work-at-home mom. Instead of doing my actual job, I spend these minutes negotiating with tiny dictators. This in the actual transcript of what just transpired. “Can I have a snack?” “Yes, of course.” “What…

Why You Can’t Ever Take Me Anywhere

I’m meeting a friend for coffee today. I’m up, I’m dressed, and save for the messy top bun, I’m almost mostly presentable. And I’m looking forward. Mostly because I don’t have to cancel. Because I’m kind of a chronic canceler. I’d like to say that it’s through no fault of…

Flipping. For Triple Flip. {Sponsored}

“Mama, I need basketball shorts and court shoes.” “Mommy, I need a new baseball bat and a new batting glove because I lost mine.” “I absolutely need a proper bag for my ice skates—it’s really embarrassing to wheel my old beat up suitcase into the dressing room.” This is the…

The Dinner Loser

I lost my favorite pair of jeans today. They aren’t in the washing machine or in my closet or in my bathroom or on the floor…anywhere. I’m sure they will turn up someplace ridiculous, like the time my wunder unders were in Isabella’s pajama drawer which is really weird because…

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