On the left side of the sanity bell curve
Up until this year, we’ve never had to worry too much about what either of the kids wore. Sure they had a couple of “dressy” outfits but, for the most part, they hang out in t-shirts. Sometimes they fall asleep in their clothes and wake up the next day fully clothed and Tucker and I… Continue reading Back To School Wardrobe for Cara the Kindergartener
I need one big, fat, squishy nap. And a drink. In short, I need a few days to recoup from conference fatigue; there are only so many days I can stay up till 0400 and get up at 0700. This conference was a bit different for me since I was working it instead of attending… Continue reading Type-A Con 2012 Recap Even You Will Want To Read
I should be cleaning the house and figuring out what to pack for Type A but, instead, I’m writing this. And why really write anything at all when I can just embed tweets? Awe, technology, how you spoil me. Hey @James_J_Tucker, did I mention I’m creating you a Facebook account today? #ProcrastinationAtItsFinest— Amy Tucker (@TheAmyTucker)… Continue reading I’m Gonna Be a Booth Babe at Type A
Did I mention Cara asked how babies are “created?” Cause that was fun. Since she’s five and stuff. Of course she asked THE QUESTION as we were getting out of the SUV to go grocery shopping. Apparently I asked the exact same thing when I was her age. I guess Tucker’s going to blame me… Continue reading “Sex? Babies are Made By Sex?”
I gave the kids two hours to pick up their rooms. “You only pick up your room. Take all of the toys and toss them in the Playroom if they’re soft toys. Please don’t throw the toys if they’re hard toys. Take any clothes and throw them in the laundry room. Shoes in the closet.… Continue reading They Didn’t Pick Up Their Toys So I Confiscated Them
This past weekend was Family Reunion. Of course, since it was a reunion of FAMILY, it wasn’t a smooth affair. I worried all weekend about some of it but, I’m home now and I’ve had a chance to go through some of the pictures I took. These two make the memories of the trip much… Continue reading Makes It All Worth It
This is the weird limbo time where I’m about to start my period–How about I just toss that out there, right? You’re welcome.–and stuff isn’t working so well in my head. Hormones are amazing things and for me, they seem to bring on mild bouts of paranoia and a bit of anger. Looks like this… Continue reading Um…Not Sure What To Title This and Jason Mraz Song and a Gif
I meant to write this day before yesterday but got distracted several times. I accomplished my entire list on Monday. Take a shower. Brush teeth. Put on makeup. Perfectly french braid Cara’s hair for gym. Figure out where I put Ollie’s form for gym so he can start this summer. Make dinner. Get to sleep before midnight.… Continue reading Brighter Day
While I’m at the Type-A conference this summer, Tucker and the kids will be at the beach with his family. Tucker has threatened to wear this: Any of these adequately express my feelings. I’m sure you’re asking: “But why, Amy?! Why would he embarrass himself and all of humanity and adorable kittens by wearing something… Continue reading Tucker’s Speedo and His Obsession with Sexy and I Know It
Anytime you read something where I say I’m NEVER GOING TO do something or where I say I’m GOING TO do something, just know I’m full of shit. Case in point? When I wrote that I was going to stop breaking up fights between Cara and Ollie. Let me clarify. It’s not that I necessarily… Continue reading This Has Been My Week [Gif Heavy YAY!]
We’re back to having issues with Cara and Ollie staying in their own beds Maybe we never completely stoppedwith issues. We’re all about issues around this house; Tucker and I might start renting them out. Renting the issues not the kids. You don’t rent kids. You sell them. Or so I’ve heard. Anyway. I grabbed… Continue reading Night Time Stalemate
This is one of those posts where I had a bunch of little things to write about but nothing that inspired me to dedicate much time to writing a post on each thing. Make sense? On to the little things. My text to Tucker, “Can we hire a nanny?” I never got a response. From… Continue reading I Don’t Know Either But Read It Anyway Cause That’ll Make Me Happy
