On the left side of the sanity bell curve
Since I’ll be married three years tomorrow, I’ve started thinking about this whole “married” thing and what it means to me. The whole idea that marriage is work and that no one can be happy with the same person all the time are ideas that Tucker and I hold near and dear. We both feel… Continue reading Wedded Bliss…or Not?
Tomorrow is my anniversary – 3 years. (This is Tucker right before I met him) It’s been the best 3 years of my life. (How cliche is that?) When I met Tucker, we were both in college. The first time I saw him was at his fraternity house; my sorority sister introduced us. I remember… Continue reading Happy Anniversary and Stuff
I’m pissed. I never thought that I would be writing in defense of Ann Coulter. Actually, I’m not so much defending Ann Coulter as I am bitching about only half of a story being told. Coulter’s words have been taken out of context and twisted and that pisses me off. When that happens …
I got a Gerber coupon flyer in the mail yesterday. You know the ones that are addressed to “Current Occupant”? It made me feel special. Anyway, on the back is a picture of an ADORABLE asexual baby smiling over a bowl of fruit with the tag line – Taste the Organic Side of Gerber. To… Continue reading Organic Baby Food, Puke and Politics
Guess who does NOT qualify for Father of the Year. Any ideas? Drum roll please…MY DAD! That’s right folks, he’s fucked up again. You have to understand that this man is an undiagnosed paranoid delusional person. Undiagnosed since the couple of times that he’s been (court ordered) to see a counselor, Dad …
I just got my new issue of Cookie in the mail. On the cover is a glowing thirty-something mom in a micro-mini dress with a huge rock on her hand, holding an adorable baby boy. To complete the picture perfect mom there is a cute as a button blond little girl holding onto …
What is wrong with this picture? Hmm… could it be the pit bull in the crib? (No child was harmed in the taking of this picture) We have a jam-packed day planned, let me tell ya. I put Cara down for a nap about thirty minutes ago. I was outside talking to my mom and… Continue reading An Then I Shut the Door and Left Her Cry
Hollyn’s friend, Jennifer, kindly mailed me her copy of The No-Cry Sleep Solution book. She enclosed a handwritten note (great penmanship, by the way!) saying, “Good Luck! Chapter 4 is the one to read if you want the quick read”. I thumbed through the first three chapters. They contained basic safety information about your child’s… Continue reading The Good, the Bad, and the Jury’s Still Out
Last night, I procured something I like to call “liquid love”. This 92 proof bottle of warm fuzziness is probably some of the best rum I’ve ever had the pleasure to sample; I was in a sorority in college…I’ve drank a lot of rum. You know, sometimes mamma’s gotta let it all hang out. Man,… Continue reading Liquid Love
I am so tired of writing about Cara and whether or not she sleeps. Granted, that’s about the only thing that I think about these days. So I’m sure that’s why Cara’s sleep patterns are the only thing I can find to write. Well, last night was the first night that I had any type… Continue reading Guilt and Sorrow
There appears to be a proverbial light at the end of the tunnel. Cara went down last night at 7 pm and ended up not going back to sleep until 8:28 pm. She slept all the way until 2:30 this morning at which point I went in there and boobed her and put her back… Continue reading Light At the End of the Tunnel
Cara went to sleep last night at 7:15 pm. She promptly woke up at 7:30 pm and we implemented our plan once she woke. She cried and fussed and flipped us the baby finger until 8:32 pm. Tucker and I took turns going in and reassuring her. The first “wait” was three minutes. The second… Continue reading Goodnight You Moonlight Ladies