This is all I’ve got, NaBloPoMo deities. The next five days will be my kids and me bonding in Thanksgiving bliss with my mom and my brother. The mere thought of it has sent me to bed with nary a creative thought in my head. So there you go. Day 20.

When Cassidy got in the car today after school she took one look at me and said, “Do you have food?” Which I did since if I don’t feed her immediately upon picking her up she turns into something that can only be described a purely evil. She inhaled her snack and the said, “Hey, [...]

Lately The Miatch and I have been having a number of important conversations. Most fo them containing elements of the age old question, “What to do?” as in what to do about our current living circumstance. I am the first to admit that I harbor deep fantasies of moving out of my childhood home and [...]

Sometimes I have a glimpse of what Devon will be like once he is not an insanely bizarre three year-old. It only lasts for a second or two but there are times when he is actually human and we have a normal exchange of words. Today has been a good Devon day. We went [...]

‘Your hair is like your head suit. ” By Jack Donaghy as played by Alec Baldwin on 30 Rock.
I know he said awful things to his daughter. That’s bad beyond bad. But on that show? Crazy funny, him.

The longer I stay with this mothering gig the more I realize how ill equipped I am to do an honorable job of it. The three of them are more than me. They have ever growing needs, needs that tonight I just don’t seem to be meeting. Tonight I am grateful, as I am always, [...]

A few days ago I joined the local Chamber of Commerce club, this is partly because the membership person is a dear friend but also because I really need to do this. I am not sure if I have mentioned this here on Caloden but I have a line of greeting cards. Yes, in this [...]

I know, from time to time I do blather on about my front side but the fact of the matter is that the girls truly do flummox me. They are just so out there, right in front. They’re not like a heel callus or a huge old knee wart, they are the head lights of [...]

Relations between my mother and me have never been easy. And when I say never I do mean never as in from the womb never. She came from an alcoholic father who dragged her all over Europe during her childhood and abandoned her in one cruel Catholic school after another. Her mother was a fashionista [...]

It has come to my attention that I have not nearly enough pictures of my older two children. While I feel sort of bad about this I have to say in my defense that they are both quite socially active. Devon, like me, is something of a social invalid, though that will likely change for [...]