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Doo-Be-Doo-Be-Doubt

Doo-Be-Doo-Be-Doubt

It has been quite some time since my last post.  It is mostly the lack of motivation to write because I have no lack of things to write about.  I mean really, do I talk about the great home-school vs. public school debate, my ever 

Adoption: A Piece of My Passion

Adoption: A Piece of My Passion

It’s very easy for me to talk to people most of the time.  I can talk about anything.  (Probably why I married a realllly great listener.)  It’s a gift I happily attribute to my mother, though she is on a whole other level.  She has 

If a Tree Falls in the Forest…

If a Tree Falls in the Forest…

The other night I made an off-handed comment to my brother that I had to upload my pictures to facebook “because otherwise what’s the point of taking them?”  I wasn’t completely serious, but in one of those awful moments of instant self-realization, I knew that 

Summer Stalling…

Summer Stalling…

Summer is here and somehow having no schedule is just as stressful sometimes as keeping up with the weekly school routine.  At least for a person like me who does not plan things out ahead of time. I have a few things penciled in here 

Youth is wasted…

Youth is wasted…

George Bernard Shaw said, “Youth is wasted on the young.”  Of course “young” is not as narrow a group as we’d like to think.  Sure, teens get a bad rap for being a head-strong, reckless, live-for-today kind of people.  Heck, we’ve now got scientific data 

Perception of Me

Perception of Me

I don’t like being misunderstood.  If someone makes an assumption about the motives of my words or actions without taking the time to clarify- I get very frustrated.  Why is this? Well, come on- isn’t it bad enough to have someone think poorly of me 

From A Stay-at-Home Mom, With Love

From A Stay-at-Home Mom, With Love

Dear Husband, Sometimes when you come home from work I seem frustrated.  Sometimes I attack you with too many complaints about screwing on the soda lids so darn tight, or I greet you quickly between throwing sauce on a pizza and sending one of the 

Love146

Love146

Having children changes they way I think about everything.  Growing up I’d watch movies with my family and  during every sappy or emotional scene- (you know, when the couple finally makes up in the pouring rain or Bambi loses his Mom, or poor Old Yeller 

Red Light Green Light

Red Light Green Light

I was driving to get coffee a few weeks ago while my youngest slept in the car and my three year old- well, she was content anyway.  I won’t lie, these are the carefully orchestrated mommy moments that I dream of. (I promise I wasn’t 

Friend Me

Friend Me

I have been thinking a lot about friendships lately.  Relationships always seem to be fluctuating and changing- so fluid at times that it can be difficult to feel secure with friends.  I marvel at my wedding- almost four and a half years ago- and how