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Riding The Vomit Comet
As our best-laid plans often seem to go, I had intended to post earlier this week, telling you all about the insanity of waiting on line in the cold for four hours to buy ticket’s to a 5 year old’s recital. And while that by itself warrants a post, my week was waylaid by a far more pressing issue: VOMIT. (aka: barf, hurl, puke, throw-up, spew, ralph, upchuck, hork, etc.) While one of the more unpleasant aspects of this parenting gig, vomit is also an inevitable aspect. And this week, I had WAY more than my fair share of this unpleasant aspect of this parenting gig. Before you think I’m…
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There’s Always Something (There To Remind Me)
I shouldn’t be writing this while hunched over my bedside table. I shouldn’t be writing this at all, actually; I shouldn’t be anywhere near my laptop since I should be luxuriating in a Jacuzzi in our hotel suite. You know- the hotel suite that The Captain and I were supposed to be cozily ensconced in this weekend, since this was supposed to be our annual anniversary getaway weekend…. which ended in ashes last year, as I told you here. And life has a funny way of repeating itself; only this time, it went in reverse. Vomit + kid illness = NOT GOING. So I’m posting for two reasons: 1- to…
