Stress
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10 Funny Memes For The Chronologically-Challenged Christmas Shoppers
Every year. Every year I tell myself I’ll be prepared, & get my Christmas shopping done early. Every year I tell myself that I’ll be less stressed during the holidays, & more in the place to enjoy the meaning of the season rather than rage-shopping. And every year… it turns out that I’m a BIG FAT LIAR. While there are so many meaningful, sentimental aspects to Christmas, when it comes to the shopping, my take on it is: “Bah, humbug!”. Christmas is a few days off, and some of you finished your shopping long ago. You probably have those gifts wrapped, too. And one of you needs to be my…
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A Shady Story About School Projects
There are typically two types of students: those that LOVE doing school projects, and those that dread them. And with parents, it’s similar. Some parents fall into the first category, and savor the quality bonding time of assisting their child with a school project. Me? I’m firmly planted in that second group. I HATE SCHOOL PROJECTS. I know as a former teacher, I shouldn’t talk smack about assignments. I should encourage my kids to love these challenges, to work on being self-sufficient, to prepare and plan, and I should enjoy the process. Just because I SHOULD doesn’t mean I DO. Henceforth, this story shall be a cautionary tale about what…
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Laughing Through Tears
So the blog’s been quiet as of late, & though I kept thinking I’d update, days became weeks. Now granted, life’s been busy, but that’s typical here. My radio silence has been more than that. Life’s been busy, but it’s also been more difficult. You know those periods in your life when it feels as though you’re swimming along -just like Dory in Finding Nemo, & a giant wave crashes over you? You come up gasping for air, thinking: just keep swimming, just keep swimming, just keep swimming, swimming, swimming, But then another wave knocks you down. And another. That’s what life has felt like for the past month or so.…
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Falling Back Into It
And just like that… summer’s gone. Done. Finito. OVER. It’s not ok. Nope. Already the temps here in NY have fallen into the high 60s, & everyone’s giddy for fall and pumpkin spice while I’m trying to hang onto my flip flops while wanting to punch the people who count the days ’til fall on Facebook in.the.frigging.FACE. There were many things I had planned to tell you here, & many anecdotes that would have been amusing to share. But the primary thing I want to tell you about Summer 2017 is this: It kicked my butt. SERIOUSLY. Summer is always a mixed bag here; while I enjoy the reprieve from…
