There is nothing worse than a mom who whines and does NOTHING!

  Remember that mom? Or, I think I called her This Mom? Yeah, well, This Mom is at it again, and this time she really is on my bad side. I live in a nice, suburban apartment complex. It’s an overly expensive little neighborhood, but it is managed by a nice company and it is well…

The Journey of Discipline and the Reflection Required for Each Step

  Photo Credit: Baby Half Off The last few days have been emotionally draining. As I wrote on Friday, but boys are beginning the necessary and infuriating negotiation of shared space and shared stuff. When I’m not wiping runny noses (I feel like these boys have been sick for 3 weeks running), I’m refereeing a…

Referee Mama is Refereeing… (…all day long…)

Photo Credit: Refs.net Nope. Didn’t win the lottery.   I’m going to call this the week of awareness. Suddenly, the boys have begun to negotiate the sharing of space and stuff. Ursa Major is under the impression that every toy in the apartment belongs to him. I’ve had to explain to him that all toys belong to Mama. “You…

Patience. Faith. But mostly, Patience.

Photo Credit: New York Daily News I have a confession to make: I bought my second (and third) lottery ticket yesterday. I went to the grocery store for a few items with the boys. Mostly fruit, because we managed to eat all of the week’s allotted fruit during the 3-day weekend. So I packed up the…

20 Followers!!! Whaaaaa????

  Hey you guys! I just want to say a big freaking THANK YOU for choosing to follow me and my crazy blog! I’m so grateful! This blog was started as an intellectual outlet for me, and now it would seem that someone out there wants to read what I write. You guys freaking rock! thank…

A Swift Kick in the Pants

  As you know, I’ve had a severe case of the Blahs. It most certainly is the weather, but it also just that feeling of running in place: I feel like we’ve been in a never-ending cycle of monotony: Go here, go there, run here, appointment there, Zumba at this time, playgroup at that, can’t afford…

The Sound, the Fury, and the Snot…

  Photo Credit: Walmart.com   Swoops in on Saturday and decides he is the savior of the house? The one who knows everything? The one with all of the solutions? Did I mention that this asshole came home with empty hands during Valentine’s Day, so I’ve been a bit peeved for the last few days? And then,…

It has to be about more than Soda…

I was baptized a Methodist but I confirmed as a Lutheran after I met my husband in high school. Being an old guard Protestant, I really shouldn’t care about what the Catholic Church is up to, but the impending resignation of Pope Benedict XVI causes me to take pause. Not because what he says means…