Tag Archives: humor
“M” is for Motherhood
While it’s true the term “motherhood” is a simple collection of ten letters, specifically arranged for ease of pronunciation, it is suggestive of so much more. In sum, I regard it as a wholly intangible, behemoth-like affair that effectively upended … Continue reading
Filed under Love and Other Drugs, Smother May I?
Mommie Dearest
Always and forever, I am blown away by the seemingly trivial things my kids remember about their lives. The stuff that apparently pools and coagulates in the corners of their minds, having made some sort of lasting impression upon them … Continue reading
Filed under "G" is for Guilt, "S" is for Shame, Love and Other Drugs
We Put the “Mad” in “Mad Scientist”
It’s April—Weird Science Month, apparently. At least in this asylum it is, particularly given that my fifth-grade progenies were recently assigned a school project that was deemed categorically intoxicating. An exercise in academia devoted entirely to my brood’s abiding love … Continue reading
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Filed under Homework Hell, School Schmool
The Seven Habits of Highly Defective Parents
Sarcasm aside, Stephen Covey should have written a book with the abovementioned title. Not that he failed spectacularly as a father, but because people tend to more readily grasp what doesn’t work, as opposed to what does. Like tightrope walking, … Continue reading
Let’s Panic About Babies!
Don’t know what to give that special friend or relative who just found out she’s pregnant? Or the one who thinks she might be pregnant, but isn’t really sure? Or the knocked-up coworker two cubicles down with the really nice … Continue reading
Filed under Bookish Stuff
Dear Diary
Four years ago, when my youngest daughters turned seven, I gave them each a diary—a scrumptious chunk of blank space within which they would reveal their innermost hopes, fears and desires—to the world, or to no one. A place where … Continue reading
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Filed under The Write Stuff
Have You Hugged a Book Today?
We have a library in our house, which sounds slightly more impressive than it actually is. The area in question is far from a sprawling expanse littered with overstuffed chairs and an abundance of narrative gems. More correctly, our so-called … Continue reading
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Necessity is the Mother of Clean Closets and Tidy Drawers
I used to be obsessed with neatness—a strange sort of child who, completely unprompted, would devote an entire Saturday to the rearrangement of my bedroom furniture, organizing drawers and eradicating dust with wild abandon. Much to my parents’ chagrin, I’d … Continue reading
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Filed under Home for Wayward Toys, Welcome to My Disordered World
