When I close my eyes, I can swear I hear Patsy Cline’s singing. Every now & then I post about my schedule, and people claim that they wish that they had my energy, or that they don’t understand how I do everything I do. Then there are spells like what I’m going through. This weekend… Continue reading Where I ponder where “Crazy Schedule” turns to “Actual Crazy”
Category: Parenting
Where earrings are swallowed and barbaric yawlps are heard
I’m cross-posting this over at Seriously, We’re Parents? because I can 🙂 It had been a very, very long day. For the most part, the kids had been good – they woke up in a foreign house (we spent Saturday night in northern Virginia with friends), spent several hours in the car, got fun &… Continue reading Where earrings are swallowed and barbaric yawlps are heard
Where I Admit to Swearing Like a Sailor
Those of you who have known me for awhile will know that I actually am quite mature, and always have been. Sure, I have an intentionally immature sense of humor, and a, perhaps, unhealthy appreciation of the female form, but I’ve always come across as mature “in real life” (yes, mad woman behind the blog,… Continue reading Where I Admit to Swearing Like a Sailor
Where I pass out somewhat unsolicited advice
So, the parade of guest posts continues today. What, you mean “two” isn’t a parade? Well, fine then. Still, I’m writing over at the Mad Woman’s Diary this morning, passing along my sage-advice as I’m the father of multiple children. Won’t you join me over there?
Where I hide away & juggle my balls
I’ve been hanging out at Mother’s Hideaway – why don’t you come out to join me, I’ve heard it’s quite fun to watch me juggle my balls. We’ll be back to our regularly scheduled postings momentarily.
Where I find myself a new hero for a day
This weekend is going to be a crazy weekend for me, work-wise. We have a series of applications that are being upgraded in our production environment, and while all appears to be working properly, there are a lot of loose ends to make sure are tied. Because of this, I’m spending a lot of time… Continue reading Where I find myself a new hero for a day
Stream of Consciousness: A long week
It’s been a long week. I caught myself thinking I really can’t wait to get through today when I thought back on Chrissarella’s words . . . weekends are always too fast, so don’t try to speed through the week. Because, soon enough, you’ll be sitting in a room by yourself, eating pudding, talking about… Continue reading Stream of Consciousness: A long week
Cute trumps concussion, right?
I’m a decent bridge player. The rules of the game are simple enough, and the gameplay is such that things just work for me & the way I think. Of course, it’s been a couple of years since I’ve played regularly (which means that I’d start off overly conservative with my bidding before drinking a… Continue reading Cute trumps concussion, right?