Oy. It’s been a week. I’m not sure why I’m tired… I’m getting lots of sleep. We act like old people already, going to bed around 8 most nights. This is because Fish’s alarm goes off at 4:30 and my Fitbit (set for 5, but with “smart wake”) goes off at 4:39 pretty regularly in…
The weekly ramble: where I blog like it’s 2004. This morning the girls and I attended a Mother-Daughter Tea at a local restaurant. I told them about it last night so that they would have the fun of planning and anticipation without the impatience that comes when you have to wait too long for something….
The weekly ramble: where I blog like it’s 2004. All week long I’ve thought of the different things I would tell you in my weekly ramble. Now while I sit here with fingers to keyboard, all those funny and brilliant things have flown out the window. I look over my instagram of the last week…
The weekly ramble: where I blog like it’s 2004. Oh my. At this time last week, a little virus had snuck in the back door. One child vomited all day Friday; another had a sore throat and headache. And that was it. Or so we thought. We breezed through Sunday and Monday thinking we had dodged…
The weekly ramble, where I blog like it’s 2004. Our trip to Santa Barbara earlier in the week couldn’t have been better. We had practically perfect weather — during the day. Nights and mornings I froze my tail off, so you hardy-wintry folk know that there was a slight nip in the air. While we…
The weekly ramble, where I blog like it’s 2004. Years ago, I invested in a set of snowmen mugs. We had four boys and lived in the frozen tundra called Olathe, Kansas. We were well-acquainted with snowmen. I won two mugs as a white elephant gift and bought two more from Target. With each girl’s…
Ready for the weekly ramble? This is the one when I share all the minutia of our lives. What a week! It seems like it lasted a year. We spent both days of last weekend at the hockey rink. Despite my needing to get my book done, I decided I didn’t ever want my kids…