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My poor husband.  He wanted to have a Super Bowl party of sorts.  Mostly just having his family over and an excuse to break out the deep fryer. We aren’t really invested in any of the teams.  His brothers are not sports fans.  Our kids aren’t really old enough to sit still and watch a long winded sporting event.  Me?  Let me know when the commercials are on!

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It’s not a secret. Sometimes marriage sucks. Men and women just don’t think alike. Maybe that’s why John Gray has made millions. How can you love somebody and yet detest them with every fiber of your being. How does that happen when 15 years ago you couldn’t wait to spend an evening hanging out with them?

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I love to get my fry on.  Sure, I try to feed my family healthy foods.  We have a garden that provides us with many of our vegetables; plus strawberries, grapes and apples grow in the yard.  We don’t eat out all that often, but enough that my youngest knows to say “mmm” when he sees the Golden Arches or any given fast food joint.  I watch Jamie Oliver’s Food Revolution and rejoice that our children’s private school serves primarily “homemade” foods.

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It’s always weird to hit one of “those” birthdays.  Today I turned 35.  Nothing special about turning 35.  It’s not like being able to vote or buy booze.  Nevertheless, it feels momentous.  Maybe because I have moved up that box, and am no longer in the 18-34 category.

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Yes, sometimes I feel like Soup Nazi from Seinfeld.  I have a protocol, and failure to abide by the protocol will have its consequences.

It has been a hard transition from SAHM to working only part time mom.  Now that I spend my morning hours at work, I find it harder to do certain things.  Grocery shopping?  Ha!  I used to do it on mornings while the kids were in school, but before Hubby went to work.  I don’t have that now.  And really, it just never seems like a good time to do my big grocery shopping.  Do I drag three kids after school?  Do I drag him out of bed on the weekends so I can go (which means he will be wearing his crabby pants)?

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