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Monthly Archives: November 2007

Bristled

One. That’s the amount of hairbrushes circulating through my home at the moment. We used to have three but they disappear like my children when I ask “Who’s going to unload the dishwasher?” Lucky for me the remaining brush is from Aveda and happens to be my favorite. So this morning when I caught Nathanael using it to brush Walter, the hobo-looking dog, I was just a bit upset. It makes me...

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Antapology

For the benefit of my future daughters-in-law, I’ve been trying to teach my five boys how to offer up a decent apology when feelings get hurt or injustices are inflicted. Relationships are made or destroyed by the ability or inability to admit a wrong and properly make amends. Bert and Ernie know how to do...

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"Bob is dead" Nathanael said deflatedly.

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“Bob is dead” Nathanael said deflatedly.

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This Just Can't End Well

My children have been known to befriend many things in their young lives but this has to be the most inanimate of all. Meet Bob the Balloon. Bob was born Saturday morning after Nathanael breathed life into him right before a birthday party. Bob has a two day life expectancy but in that short time much love and time has been invested in him. Bob’s likes are...

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This Just Can’t End Well

My children have been known to befriend many things in their young lives but this has to be the most inanimate of all. Meet Bob the Balloon. Bob was born Saturday morning after Nathanael breathed life into him right before a birthday party. Bob has a two day life expectancy but in that short time much love and time has been invested in him. Bob’s likes are...

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She Was a Foxy Moron

Today I couldn’t resist. In my weakened infomercial state, I picked up the phone and dialed the 800 number on the screen. “Thank you for calling Bare Minerals. May I have your zip code please?” I told her my five digit number. “Okay! I have you in Podunk, is that correct?” “Opps. Nope. I live in Hickville. Do you want me to repeat the number for you?” “Yes, Ma’am. I apologize. This is my second day on the job and I’m trying to get adjusted to the computer software. Go ahead with the number.” I repeated the number slowly, pausing briefly between each number so that the sound would have time to travel through the...

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The Wheels on the Bus

Each morning as the children make the long walk down our driveway both our dog, Walter, and cat, Peter, follow the gang as they wait for the bus to pick them up. No amount of shooing can deter them from their goal to stop the human children from getting on the big yellow monster. I’ve even locked them in the garage only to have them both jump onto Darren’s workbench and jump through a window with...

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Gladware Totally Pisses Me Off

If my children ate school lunches every day it would cost around $266 per month. This wouldn’t be horrible if I knew they were receiving wonderful nutrition, however,  I’ve been in the school kitchen. I did my fair share of serving the processed food like chicken nuggets with more breading than chicken, or ravioli from a ten pound...

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Nine

Today is Miss Elly’s ninth birthday. She woke up around 1 AM and slept fitfully on the couch for a birthday is nothing to sleep through! When I began to make breakfast, she was up, already dressed in her new birthday outfit, and anxiously awaited each family member’s birthday greeting. Unfortunately, with the exception of her BFF Nathanael, not one boy wished her happy birthday until I actually prodded them with a less than subtle reminder. “Isaiah. Get back...

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My Poor, Poor Friend!

I am in need of advice. You see, I have…this friend whose husband has spent the last two weeks deer hunting which actually didn’t bother my friend at all. My friend is happy that her husband was able to spend time doing something he loves and my friend made it so easy for him to...

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I'll Be Bra Shopping Alone This Year

Last Thursday I had a few extra children in daycare since school was closed for parent/teacher conferences. It was a full house and I kept chanting in my head “Please God…help me keep everyone safe!” It was a juggling act between taking care of the baby and entertaining school aged children who are accustomed to...

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I’ll Be Bra Shopping Alone This Year

Last Thursday I had a few extra children in daycare since school was closed for parent/teacher conferences. It was a full house and I kept chanting in my head “Please God…help me keep everyone safe!” It was a juggling act between taking care of the baby and entertaining school aged children who are accustomed to...

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Reading is Sexy

I, like most parents, encourage my children to read. Remember the Scholastic Book Club orders the teachers passed out in school? Have you ever had the painful experience of being the only child in class who didn’t get to order anything and then watched in utter jealousy as each child was called to the teacher’s...

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Angel Babies

When my children were little, Mother Teresa herself could have offered to do daycare for my children and I would have politely declined, knowing that I couldn’t trust a non- family member with the most important people in my life. I just couldn’t do it. I didn’t want to miss out on one smile or baby coo.  I didn’t want my baby to smell like the perfume of another woman. My instincts were to be selfish and extremely protective and nothing could convince me otherwise. The consequence for following my instincts was to live without many of the “extras” which...

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La Belle au Bois dormant

Not to be outdone by the drama of the boys hunting, Elly Joy decided to put on her rendition of Sleeping Beauty: She promptly woke up when Logan threatened to kiss her.

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The Hunters

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The Hunt

Hunting is a wildly popular activity with the men in my household and tonight is Deer Hunting Eve. Venison happens to be my favorite meat so I will gladly sacrifice the sanctity of my womanly domain for the remote chance that my freezer will be filled with steaks, burger and jerky. However,  the spilled buck scent on my living room carpet and the deafening buck call practice going on in my kitchen is a serious buzz kill for me. It makes me want to join PETA and go vegan in protest. You must understand….I’ve spent an unreasonable amount of time listening to stories about the “mystical flight...

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