Nail Biter
I bite my nails. And the skin around them. It’s a disgusting habit, one I’ve tried to conquer for over a decade. It’s about anxiety, anx...
Author: noemikjames
The Mirror
We have a new mirror in our house. It occupies the wall across from our bedroom door, so I see myself in it every time I walk in and out of my room. This new mi...
With Sincerest Gratitude
You gals really know how to make a girl feel good. Truly, reading the comments yesterday got me teary eyed. They also helped me to see something that I was vagu...
Well, that took a turn…
I’ve been thinking a lot about this blog and what I write here and the support I receive, and my past blog and what I wrote there and the support I receiv...
Splitting the Difference
Wake up time here has been pushed back to a heavenly 7:30am, sometimes even 8am, during the break (yes, I know, my kids are good sleepers). Waking up tomorrow a...
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...
What 2016 Brings
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...
Mementos of Momentos
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...
Playing Catch-up
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...