I like ninjas (and zombies). I pretend I am training to be a ninja when I’m really trying to get the muffin top to disappear. I’m sure I have as much chance of that happening as I do of becoming a ninja…but still I train. I like to hide in corners or on the top…
Motherhood isn’t all sunshine, lollipops, and rainbows. I am ashamed to say that when I used to daydream about being a “Mommy,” I pictured a glowing version of myself looking down lovingly on my newborn. That did happen, during the few seconds of the day when my colicky firstborn wasn’t crying. The one thing…
So yesterday I decided to be a lazy mommy. Between shuttling my son to school, fighting traffic to get my daughter to a doctor’s appointment, driving her to her school, driving back to my son’s school to bring him something he forgot, making an appointment with the principal for 7am after getting a snide look…
I used to be a military wife until my husband finished his time and left the Navy. Many things are different now but one thing remains the same, he is often overseas. He sacrifices and works in stressful conditions in order to provide the best for his family because he loves us. Which means I…
A Return to Writing I started out a writer. I toiled hours in my room typing on my dad’s Apple IIC (yes–I am that old). I remember my first broken heart–when that Apple exploded and took 300 pages of the book I had spent the entire summer writing with it into oblivion. Yet–I continued…