Monthly Archives: June 2016

Jewmon

I decided to teach my eldest home with me, math. We worked so long in fact, that she is now midway through her fourth grade year- and she’s not even in fourth. Kumon has nothing over Jewmon.

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Forensics

How pathetic is it that I now have to comb through not just the “Junior” photos- but all the other age groups as well, since often the kids are uploaded into the wrong album? And what’s more pathetic than that … Continue reading

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Camp Photos

If I knew the only way to see my child in photos at sleep away camp was to send her with her siblings, they’d be there now. If I see anymore photos of the same kids- that literally show their … Continue reading

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Who Are You?

Am I related to you- is typically the question of the week- we’re not exactly at asking this one daily. “I’m your wife,” was my response today. Not even looking at me, he gave a look. “You’re a wise guy” … Continue reading

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Where’s His Wife?

My tenant, who can’t recall his own children’s or grandchildren’s name- always asks about hubby- by name. So today, after the third time of, “where is hubby going?” I replied, to lunch. “Where is his wife?” he asked. Realizing I … Continue reading

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Missing The Mark

The way I see it, camps, which are already expensive, could profit even more. Here is the added list for which they could charge. Nightly phone calls updating on their status- $75/call Personalized waxer/manicurist – $30 a pop Golf Cart … Continue reading

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Around The Corner, To The Left….

Thank Gd there is a basement- and soon I’ll be back at work so this living situation won’t be that troublesome. But know… that room you requested- front and center in my home as  we both age… will now be located just … Continue reading

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I’ll Take A Carton, A Gallon Of Lightening Fluid…

and an early death sentence. I believe that was the last shopping list that my youthful Lung Cancer infested grandmother, made as she sat in the kitchen, watching her OCD husband dry every square inch of his hands/wrist, after he … Continue reading

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The Variety Hour

My second child who is home with me all summer thinks its real funny to play, “guess who I am?” Her: (Shuffle, Shuffle, Shuffle) If an egg and a half, costs a cent and a half…. what grade are you … Continue reading

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Waking Up Is Hard To Do

Who decided that summer camps need to start at the same ungodly hour that school starts? Why can’t camp be on a real summer schedule- perhaps start at 11? Otherwise, the only socialization my son will receive is sleeping next to me … Continue reading

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