Monthly Archives: April 2009

How about here?

I’m trying to understand the annoyance in the booth next to me at dinner tonight in the family friendly establishment we often frequent. Tonight, hubby came home semi earlier and we were off to take the girls to dinner. Trying … Continue reading

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Excuse me

Lately I’ve been eating a lot of fiber bars; they’re really tastey.  They are also very gas inducing. Typically, I don’t mind the smell of my own methane, but recently, it’s taken a turn for the worse. I am bloated … Continue reading

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Her View

I know Oprah has gained 50 lbs and that she has now reduced her magazine covers to headshots, but, since when did a conference table become the new “sweatpant?” And since when did she need a panel of experts on … Continue reading

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Carjacking

Last weekend I sent hubby out to buy TWO cozy coupe cars for the girls; he came home with one. Knowing full well that both girls would want to ride in the car at exactly the same time and that … Continue reading

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Not so fast, Bud!

My husband was doing the dishes tonight while I was puttering around with the tots on the floor, when I saw my eldest strip down her pants. Instantly, I knew she had an accident. “I went pee pee on the … Continue reading

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Bedtime for Bonzo

Putting non-eater to bed is always a challenge. Now that she is several months in her big girl bed, she has the ability to sneak out of her room and creep into mine.  But I digress. The ritual goes like … Continue reading

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Calgon, take me away

I have a gift certificate for a spa package from my hubby. It involves a massage, facial, manicure, and pedicure. However, my ability to relax is next to impossible, but let me explain. When I have gotten hour massages in … Continue reading

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Let my people go… or just stay the hell home.

Nothing says holidays with family,  than sitting isolated with your child, hidden behind closed doors in the den. That’s pretty much how I would describe the second night of our seder. But let me start from the beginning. After driving … Continue reading

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You’re not so special

And you’re not the only one, because the amount of overly animated, multicultural children playing in this make believe land with the saddle bags Barney, seem to be replacable.  I thought that the same annoying child actors were contracted on these … Continue reading

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Say it ain’t so

She said it. At first I couldn’t make certain I heard correct, and certainly I was afraid to ask her to repeat it. The dreaded words one hears when a child tells his or her mother while standing in the … Continue reading

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