She may not have wanted the burden of a family once she had it but she took care of us all. The family she ended up with was her cross to bear. There is a restlessness in some of us, like my mom, that my grandmother recognized. She never could figure out how to “mother” that.
If you know me at all you know I live on Facebook. If it’s not on Facebook then it didn’t happen. (You can click the link to make sure we are FB friends because we should TOTALLY be) You would be a doll to like my Facebook page because that is like feeding me cookies. […]
You can drive by their brick houses and see that something is going on with the family that lives there. The pansies that were planted last fall are leggy in their flower beds and should have been pulled out a month ago, and replaced with begonias. Their flower pots are sitting empty. Has there been a separation? Impending divorce? Illness? Nope, it’s “Fifty Shades of Grey.”
Dear husband, When you say to our son, “Write it on your wall so you remember the dates. I will take you boys to Atlanta to see a super-cross in February” you should remember he is TEN. Ten year-olds don’t have Facebook “walls” to write their plans on. Ten year-olds will just write that s*@! […]
Well, here is the story about probably the most inappropriate thing that was ever said in a Build-A-Bear. Because what my funny kids did to me there ten years ago apparently wasn’t embarrassing enough. Because my kids are auditioning for Jacka$$ 2023, EVERYDAY. Our youngest has had a bunny from Build-A-Bear since before he was […]