Dodging Resentment
Used to be, when my husband was out late, or sick, or just busy, I did the dishes for him. The dishes are his job, and he’s really good about emptying and...
Used to be, when my husband was out late, or sick, or just busy, I did the dishes for him. The dishes are his job, and he’s really good about emptying and...
Christmas is over, and I’m looking toward the new year. I love new years, new beginnings, clean slates, a chance to start fresh. At least I used to. It...
I don’t usually take down the tree until after the new year, but last night my daughter wanted to play with the princess ornaments, and then my son wanted...
Well, a belated Merry Christmas to you and yours. I hope you had a great day, whether you celebrate or not, and that you have plans to celebrate the New Year in...
Only two more days until Christmas. Thank gawd. I don’t think my daughter and I can last any longer. My daughter LOVES stuff, toys, books, jewelry, art su...
I was digging around in a junk drawer the other day and found this: A reminder I made for myself many, many years ago. It turns out I’ve been trying to em...
I’ve been thinking a lot about the discussion that took place on my last post. As is usually the case, you all have me considering possibilities I haven...
On Sunday night my husband alerted me to the fact that he would not be home before bedtime one night this week, and I promptly had a panic attack. A real, legit...
There are some blogs I read, and people I know, that seem to have a better life than I do. An easier life. A more fulfilling life. Their kids are easier. Their ...