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Men’s Work

My grandma warned me about men’s work.  “You keep lifting/shoveling/digging like you do, and you will feel it when you are my age.  That’s men’s work!”  She’s probably right, but I am stubborn and impatient, so I end up getting myself into all sorts of mischief I really shouldn’t (there was incident with replacing the toilet seal, and then installing laminate flooring while in my first trimester).

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Feeding Time at the Zoo!

I am in a rut.  Sure, that covers a lot of territory when it comes to me.  I never change my hair color, I tend to wear a lot of forest green and khaki/cream because I have no imagination when it comes to mix and match, and I am not fond of change in general.  I only paint my toenails fire engine red and my hair has been worn in variations of a bob, and all of these things have been drug out for the past fifteen years.

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A Flurry of Madness

As mothers, we  quickly learn that things are not going to go as we planned.  Like those family dinners the experts keep touting that prevent delinquency and improve grades, the reality is drastically askew (someone is eating their spaghetti like a dog).  Or that extremely misleading commercial showing the adoring mom and beaming children making rice cereal treats together.  Seriously?  In my world, the cereal ends up on the floor and I spend 20 minutes removing cement like marshmallow/cereal goo out of the pan.  Meanwhile the kids are fighting over who gets the spatula to gnaw on and one is bitching that I didn’t put chocolate chips into them.  The baby is hanging on my leg and crying and looks like we tried to batter him in crispies.

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Blue fingers and aggravation

I started making my kids’ birthday cakes after the local bakery botched my child’s first cake.  I had requested a tractor cake and placed the order at least a week beforehand.  They called me the morning of the party to inform me that they did not have the adorable tractor accessories and what should they do?

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You Say It’s Your Birthday

Ah, birthdays.  I know some people turn them into a three ring circus for their children.  If that is the case for you, please don’t be offended by this.  It just isn’t how I do things.  It wasn’t how I was raised.

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Dinner Wars

My life is like that movie “Groundhog Day.”  Yes, it feels like I am living the same day, over and over, until I finally get it right.

Obviously, I haven’t gotten it right yet!

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You Had A Bad Day

They say that some days it doesn’t pay to chew through the straps.  I had 24 hours that confirmed it.

It started with the bean bag toss game that I could not assemble that was the boys’ Easter present.  The wonderful people who packaged it expected you to somehow fit to two “female” parts together in order to put the legs on it.  What works for Ellen DeGeneres does not work for PVC pipes, folks!  Of course my husband did that whole manly chuckle with a “I’ll put it together for you.”

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Magic Eggs

I will admit that I get frustrated with the holiday hoopla at times.  There is a lot of prep work that goes into holidays and family traditions.  I almost needed to breathe into a paper bag after realizing all the things I had yet to do (like buy candy!).

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Searching for a Potluck

My lima beans are in search of a Potluck!

Let Them Eat Cake

The food battle wages on our in household.  I continue to prepare meals for my children, and they continue to eye them with great suspicion and sometimes outright disdain.

I had heard of the Sneaky Chef.  While it sounded good in theory, I couldn’t see myself prepping up these mysterious blends of fruits and vegetables to slip into our meals.  Not to mention Linus pretty much won’t eat anything you could reasonably sneak a vegetable into.  My homemade spaghetti sauce was loaded with pureed vegetables.  Linus quit eating spaghetti.

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