I’d like to thank my neighbors for not calling the authorities when they hear me shout out things like, “Put the pizza down while you pee!” when I’m in the backyard.
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Shazam is Leaving
It’s been a decade since last I wrote, and, wow, a lot has happened within that time. People always ask you what your “5-year plan” is, but 5 years go by in the blink of an eye and so do 10, and things you had planned or thought you wanted can change just as quickly.
Like kids.
They grow up so damn fast. (And yes, that’s a curse word right there because the level of fastness they use while growing up deserves more than a darn.)
And that brings me to Shazam.
Continue readingFrom “Hell No” to “Bring It On”
If you had asked me a year ago, six-months ago, four-months ago, heck, even two-months ago, if I would ever go back to traditional homeschooling, my answer would have been an emphatic Hell No! It’s not that I have anything against homeschooling, but I really liked the online charter school we’ve been using for the last three years. My kids were learning, the teachers were great, the school was genuinely concerned with the kids succeeding, I could have gone on and on. Well, tomorrow that “Hell No!” will go to “Bring It On!” We’re going back to traditional homeschooling for two of the three kids and I. Cannot.Wait.
Dear Knee-Surgery Me.
Sooo, I had my knee surgery on the 24th of August. Fun times, let me just tell you. Since I am definitely going to need surgery on my left knee and will probably need more surgery (in the form of a knee replacement) on my right, I thought it best to write to my future self. I am not a patient person and this surgery/recovery is definitely a test of the patience I do have. The note is a pep talk to future self from an optimistic me….(note that I still walk with a limp, I still can’t drive, and it still hurts a lot, but I have faith it will heal – at least until the next surgery). Continue reading
Would You Puhlease Just Do It Already!
When the title has the word “puhlease” in it, you know you’re in for a treat. You can’t help but read it with an exaggerated Valley Girl-esque lilt and an eye roll. It’s impossible.
So today, after not getting much sleep again last night and inwardly grouching about my knee and dealing with an upset stomach (thank you very much Papa John’s pizza which I have not had in decades and now I know why), I was pretty much a bear. Not the protective mama bear type, but more the “don’t get in my way or talk to me or look at me or breathe the wrong way” type. Wish you’d been here don’t you?