Every mother, particularly new ones, discover a whole new realm of fear once they have given birth. I freaked out on the car ride home with my first born son. Every vehicle on the road was a speeding bullet headed toward my baby. I was a nervous wreck on the freeway. They don’t really warn you about that, even in “What to Expect” and they are great at giving expecting mothers things to worry about.
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We have taken to having our dinner outdoors. It’s nice to eat under the shade tree, and whatever JD drops, the chickens clean up for me, so it’s rather win-win. Plus dinner tends to coincide with what I call the “witching hour”.
My final round of trashy magazines hit my mailbox last week. The special price had ended, and let’s face it: without the Stephen King column in the one, I really had no reason to get it. We get to see a movie on the big screen maybe once a year, not counting free kids movies or “must see” kids movies.
The school system sent home an end of the year present to my family: green funk. My kids have been alternating oozing green funk out of various facial orifices. It wasn’t quite the blueberry streusel muffins and homemade jam I gave them, but hey. I would have been happy enough with the quality education my kids got!
Summer vacation has arrived. Sadly, summer weather has not. The squabbling had reached that level where I was going to either lose my mind, or put their snow suits on them in May and send them outside to play in the gale force northerly wind.


