Category: Household

  • Laundry Day (Literally) Stinks

    Two bags of clothes sit in my garage. I wish they were going to friends or a collection box or a donation center. They will go in the trash. — I don’t check pockets when I do laundry. My mom never checked pockets either. I have washed (and dried) toys, pagers, money, wallets, coins, wrappers,…

  • What Busy Looks Like

    We have been very busy here at our home. Baseball schedules for two boys. Home responsibilities. Volunteer responsibilities. Work responsibilities. School. Adventures. Birthday Celebrations. Opening up our home to a student. This is what busy looks like for us. What does busy look like for you?

  • Two Lollipops, Please

    I usually ask for two lollipops, please. Today, I wanted to be a kid again. Today, I wanted to be responsibility-free. Today, I didn’t want to worry about what to feed my family for dinner. Today, I didn’t want to worry about whether my youngest was wearing his real underwear or his imaginary ones. Today,…

  • Playing in the Dirt

    I should have been working on paperwork or the pile of dishes. Instead I found myself in the midst of my flower bed. Instead of wearing my usual grubby flower bed cleaning clothes, I was wearing my jeans with a black belt, my little cute black shoes and a nice t-shirt.  What was I thinking?!!?…

  • Simple Spaghetti

    She made a simple spaghetti. Noodles and V8 juice. Yep. Just noodles and V8 juice. I still remember sitting at her dining room table. Slurping. Laughing. Eating. I make a more involved spaghetti. Whole wheat noodles. Pasta sauce. Ground beef. Mushrooms. Garlic. Seasoning. My boys sit at my table. They slurp. They laugh. They eat.…

  • Random Thoughts

    Here are some of the random thoughts that went through my head Monday morning into early afternoon. I was going to continue through the afternoon and evening, but I didn’t realize how many random thoughts quickly go through my head! I really should get up. I’m so spoiled with sleeping in on days like this.…

  • I can’t do it all

    Can I let you in on a little secret? Probably one that not very many people know. I don’t clean my house. What you scream? Wait. I didn’t say I live in a dirty house. I simply said I don’t clean my house. Yes, I pick up after myself. Yes, my boys are supposed to…