ACHR Vikings Football, a photo by Bruce A Stockwell on Flickr. To a lot of guys, watching a football/basketball/baseball game is their soap, their prime time drama, their tele-serye, their realm, their arena. It definitely is, to hubby and my son. And watching games is like some sacred thing, with “No girls allowed!” written all over their faces (Plus, “Don’t ever think… View Post
My kids think of the most creative excuses to get off housework! Like, a school project would suddenly, conveniently be due soon (although it won’t be for another two days) or a cut in her finger would get infected (“Mom, they might cut it if it gets gangrene! I know so! I saw it on TV!”). And I also have… View Post
As a child, I used to love talking into the fan and hearing my robot voice! Have you done this, too???
Gray hair alert! Today, as I brushed my hair in front of my mirror, I had an epiphany. A shocking revelation. Tiny little gray hairs are growing on my hairline! When I was younger, older folks swore people with gray hair are wiser. However, I don’t feel any wiser. I feel a lot older, though. I believe my hair is… View Post
When my daughter was a tiny, teenie-weenie baby, people would think she was a boy. It didn’t help that the baby clothes I bought before she was born were of the neutral colors-yellow and green-and that she only had a tiny patch of hair. Of course, they meant well. But it seriously bothered me. I mean, she was all pink and… View Post