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The [Old Man, the Old Mom] and the Teen College Visit
Excerpt: I’d already had to look for my dad twice when our tour guide was about to take us to another location. After the second time daddy was MIA, I asked him, “Do I need to hold your hand?” 5 Min Read
An Unusual Beach Story
That moment when you could have come up missing….
Misadventures of Mama Bear: The Cooking Edition
This is a Share a Photo/Tell the Story Friday post. It's the Week 4, of the old school blogging, prompt for the Finish the Sentence Friday writing community.
After Midnight
I lost nearly three hours of night, composing myself, writing a ginormous Facebook post, getting up the nerve to recheck all the doors, and trying to go back to sleep...
Google Diagnosis Reveals A Common Problem
At this point, I was itching between my toes. Feelin' like Pookie from New Jack City, "Ish just be callin me man, callin me man. I just gotta go to it."
Food Wars: The Battle of the Bears
Let me preface this story with explaining that when I met Papa Bear I had been a vegetarian for a good chunk of my life, but had recently started eating chicken and shrimp. Papa Bear on the other hand was Straight Outta Louisiana and ate the complete opposite. I mean like no vegetables steak and potatoes opposite. Just like with any other ups and downs in a relationship, we occasionally go through food wars. I am currently on strike.
The Kite: A Throwback Thursday Story
Christopher's two favorite things were airplanes and dinosaurs. So as a family we went out in search of a kite, which left me sitting in the car with the napping Christopher. I can tell you that it would have taken me a fraction of the time to go in a store to pick out a kite. Never send the man in to get the kite unless you want some alone time.
The day the earth stood still...
I have an affliction with benefits. When I am anxious, I clean. When I am procrastinating, I clean. I'm not a neat freak but between anxiety and procrastination, stuff is clean around here. If I am unable to clean, you'll find something else ridiculously organized. Sometimes in the process, I mess up stuff...
Decaf Rehab - Day One
The calendar is clear for our 7-day stint in decaf rehab.
The taxes are done, Spring Break is over, our spring allergies have subsided and we're within our 10 good days of the month.
No more excuses.
The time is now.
"What do you think about tile in the living room?"
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What did I say when my husband asked, "What do you think about tile in the living room?" Who puts TILE in the living room? Tell me, anybody?
Not only that, when you're getting toilets replaced, WHO takes them both out at the same time? Tell me, anybody? And YEAH, of course there's a story.
The Science Project Story - Part Two...
The topic was due in a week. The research plan by Thanksgiving and the project itself was due the Monday after the kids returned from Christmas break. This was throwing a monkey wrench in my seasonal timeline.
I needed to get to work!
Matters of the Heart...
It's that time of year - you know - of the eat right, and do right by your body kind. Sigh. I hate starting over.
This is a story about an event where a potentially healthy recipe meets a compromise in health and marriage.
What would YOU do?
Murphy's Law of Home Alone Part 2...
Murphy visited me last night for one last hurrah before my husband comes home. Murphy started off gently last week with a slug and a noisy frog. That was nothing compared to what happened last night; my first night home in 6 days.
I lost my iPhone on vacation....
THIS IS A CRISIS! I sat on the side of the bed and said to myself, I don't have anything to do now. In full pout, my evening without a cellphone flashed before my eyes.
Confession: Guilty as NOT charged...
Yesterday I along with (last count) 44 women and one man, wrote about 10 Things in our handbags. As I was reading some of the responses, and loving some of the handbags, I was reminded about this one time at band camp (Kenya's world)...
A snotty nose confrontation...
I HATE TESTS!
I had known for three months that my Floridalicense was expiring and I was going to have to take a TEST to switch it overNorth Carolina. There was a reason for my procrastination...
Just a meeting in St. Louis...
This is a 333 word response to this weeks Trifecta challenge, using the third definition of the word 'uneasy'.
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The [long] walk home...
My heart was pounding as the crowd grew larger and larger leaving the school grounds. I really was just trying to walk home, but I was leading a parade of instigators and Big Kim who didn’t usually walk home was somewhere back there.
Directing traffic...
I’m quoting my sister-in-law Nancy when I say, “Directing traffic”. This phrase is used for navigating company and making sure everything runs smooth.