On the left side of the sanity bell curve
I need to preface this–very long–post with some background stuff. My mom gave me my adoption records a long time ago. I’ve gone through them several times. They were put in our lock box and forgotten. Yesterday, Tucker was going through paperwork and sat a stack of papers in front of me and told me… Continue reading My Life In Bullet Points
I am notorious for taking too much on. I don’t know if this is a manifestation [love that word] of manic periods or if that’s just how I’m hardwired but I’ve always done it and I’m starting to realize that I actually can’t do EVERYTHING and maintain any semblance of sanity. Good example: My senior… Continue reading 30 Hours in a Day
This just in: Punxsutawney Phil saw his shadow and has doomed us to 6 more weeks of winter. Punxsutawney Phil’s been around since the 1880’s [his forebearers anyway] and has predicted an early Spring only 14 times. My favorite part of that picture is the groundhog’s “toes” that are splayed out and trying to grab… Continue reading Punxsutawney Phil Confirmed Sciaphobic
I’ve written this in my head about twenty times today and then decided time and time again to not post it. When you talk about intelligence and kids in the same sentence, people tend to get their panties in a wad. First off, personal experience. I was always the child who preferred adults and much… Continue reading The New Stage Moms/Dads