This week, I did a crazy thing. Like, moving to a new province to take a job with a group of people I’ve only met once for an hour kind of crazy (if you weren’t questioning my sanity before, now is the time). I even feel a little crazy. Though, that could be because I… Continue reading #TheFrenziedFashionistaOnTheMove
There are few things that suck more than having a sick kid. This is a fact. F was a little under the weather last week, so I wasn’t totally shocked when he woke up on Saturday morning absolutely full of a cold. At 6:30 am. He is a (super effing cute) nightmare when he has a… Continue reading Sniffle, Sniffle, Cough
This week felt excruciatingly long. To put it in perspective for you, I was (happily) noshing on my lunch today when I realized that it wasn’t quite 11 am yet. I was confident that noon had come and gone. Le sigh. Happy feeling: gone. One week from today, I’ll be leaving my office with a box… Continue reading Long Weeks and Yummy Treats
Two weeks ago, I was in tears over spilled apple juice. Tonight, I’m in stitches because THIS: Suffice it to say that it took everything in me to not die laughing. When I walked into the living room, he had his arms on his knees, head hanging, knowing damn well he’d done something he shouldn’t… Continue reading Toddlers With Tattoos
Once again, F and I have a little friend staying with us as Little sleeps over while his Dad’s away. Since it’s kind of old hat to everybody, we quickly settled into a groove after getting home from school this evening and I enjoyed two whole hours of work time while the boys watched Frozen and… Continue reading Crying Over Spilled Apple Juice
