Monthly Archives: August 2020

As Good As It Gets

I should have known when I got the Amazon alert that my son’s boogie board was delivered to the house, moments after we left for the shore, that the day would only go downhill. I took my son to the … Continue reading

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UTZ

You would think I was smacking my daughter the way my daughter was yelling at me to stop. In fact, the more I did it, the more she became unhinged. Apparently chewing hard pretzels and nasal breathing is the ultimate torture- and with each … Continue reading

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Lord of the Flies

I remember when my eldest was around 3 or 4 years old- she came into my room in the middle of the night and just stood over me. I’m not sure why she would just come in like a mouse … Continue reading

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Pinocchio

Hubby’s ears work when it suits him. For example, I could be screaming his name and he doesn’t hear me… but when it’s important, he hears it. My kids have all dropped their iPhones, iPads, and laptops- multiple times (each). … Continue reading

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Ruh-Roh

Apparently Hubby has spent the past several years earning points at a local Mexican restaurant- at least, that’s how he spins it. This evening, the kids came into our room and announced they were hungry. Immediately, hubby said, “I won’t make you … Continue reading

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Yo Adriene

If one were driving past our house, they might think they were in the south of France. Flowers encompass the fenced-in yard- as well as dangle from the balcony windows. The grass is perfectly manicured and the brick path newly … Continue reading

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The Farm

It took 45 minutes to get to the farm, eldest got her way and sat in the front, middle and hubby pushed youngest to the way back and sat in the middle. When we got out of the car, I … Continue reading

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The Driver On The Bus Said Move On Back

My children have not left the house since their last day of school in March. Each child has their own issue and I decided it was time to drag them out- to visit retired horses. The farm was 45 minutes … Continue reading

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May I See Your ID?

I am the youngest person (that I’ve seen) at my oncologists’ office, that I feel like there should be a tiny table with crayons and games for me.  

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Shit Galore

My eldest dog is at the age where she shwalks or shits and falls (in it). Every morning like clockwork, she tries to get her footing in the feces that has manifested itself on my floors (under her ass). Now, … Continue reading

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