One of the things I love about my mom is that she is a lot of fun to hang out with. She’s game and spontaneous, and I get my philosophy of Life Is An Adventure from her. Because I get home once a year and the visits are always a whirlwind, my mom and I [...]
Archive for January, 2008
A Grand Day out with My Mom
Posted in Family, Funny, Silly, Well-being, Wonder, coffee on January 26, 2008 | 6 Comments »
Saved from the Brink of Insanity…
Posted in Anxiety, Family, Frustration, God, Grace, Mental health issues, Motherhood, OCD, Sadie, homemaking, work on January 23, 2008 | 5 Comments »
So Sadie was sick and out of school all of last week. I tried to go into work once (lugging a suitcase full of entertainment for Sades: dvd player, coloring books, stencils, glittery pens, granola bars, barbies…) and why did I think I could get any work done? Oh, wait. I had forgotten. I still [...]
(won’t you take me to) FEVERTOWN
Posted in Anxiety, Family, Frustration, God, Grace, Mental health issues, Motherhood, OCD, Sadie, Uncategorized on January 18, 2008 | 6 Comments »
Every Sunday I plan meals for the week, cut coupons, and make a grocery list. Every Monday morning, I drop Sadie off at school, go to work, leave there around 10:00am, head to our local WalMart Supercenter and purchase said groceries. Sadie used to go with me, and every once in a while, she realizes [...]
Back in the Swing…
Posted in Boredom, Church, Family, coffee, movies on January 12, 2008 | 4 Comments »
Oh, the weekend drearies! Maybe it’s just the weather. But I find myself wandering around the house, wondering what to do with myself. (Wait, I do that every day of the week. Why should I expect the weekends to be any different?)
At least I’m happy to be back into some kind of routine again. Having [...]
Loss
Posted in Community, Mother-guilt, Motherhood, Sad on January 5, 2008 | 8 Comments »
My friend, Sylvia, died yesterday. She was 85, and liked to listen to the “Saturday Night Fever” soundtrack. She said The Bee Gees could really get her revved up for a project. She let us pop in on her anytime, and kept a stock of Diet Coke just for me. She laughed easily and often, [...]

