Monthly Archives: October 2006

Some people are not team players; I am one of them. Last night, while trying to get my pumpkin done Devon felt inclined to join my decorating team and assist me. As much as I love him, and that is … Continue reading →

I love to sleep. Not in the super depressed I want to sleep forever sort of way. I love to sleep because from the time I first birthed another living being, sleep has become the most precious of commodities. At … Continue reading →

Earlier this afternoon I was joking around with Cassidy in the car. I can’t remember how it started, but I was talking about the dog and she jumped into the conversation. At some point I asked her is she was … Continue reading →

This evening was the first real snow at our altitude for the season. I had a long winded post brewing in my head about my trip to Utah, returning home and getting on with my life. But really, that would … Continue reading →

Random thoughts from our field trip to the Shakespeare Festival: 1. Spending 36 consecutive hours with 16 teenagers is nothing short of insane, and I mean that from the depths of my soul. On the other hand, it is a … Continue reading →

Today I faced one of my worst fears head on and, I would like to think, tackled it to the ground. I am scared shitless of teenage girls. Boys I can handle. But girls in all forms make me want … Continue reading →

One of the most difficult thing about dealing with my father’s passing is getting through the time period between 5:12 p.m. and 5:46 p.m. The afternoon of his death he called my mom at 5:12 to tell her he was … Continue reading →

Last night I had a particularly difficult time falling asleep; I tossed and turned until nearly two in the morning. I was worried about everything from the fact that I have not been overly productive during October to the thought … Continue reading →

Why are my children STILL sleeping in my bed??? Well, make that my parents’ bed because since we moved in my mother has slowly gravitated to my father’s old office. It could be because they are traumatized by so many … Continue reading →

I am a spinster. It is official. It is Friday night. My kids are with their father. And the highlight of my night? I am going to help my mother put together her new Shopvac. Oh yeah, baby. Good times … Continue reading →