Pushing on a Rope
Rope-worthy
(This is not a) Drive By
Happy to report I made it out of the driveway today. No, this is not a trick post. Turns out this morning, it was a little harder than usual to back out, and not on account of my questionable driving skills. Our neighbors, parents of an infant, need a looooooong nap. I may offer Catherine … Continue reading
Whatever suits ya
There’s nothing like a little bathing suit shopping to make you feel every minute of your age. Let’s face it: Bathing suit shopping ranks up there with finding the right fit in a bra — but at least a bra stays under wraps. A bathing suit goes on display, after all — along with everything … Continue reading
Preparing for a clean break with some old friends
I will never understand why things happen all at once. We can go along for weeks or months at a time without any remarkable changes only to meet up with an avalanche. Our avalanche has started. Surely you remember the angst and pain of the loss of our dear lawn mower (well, for Basil anyway). … Continue reading
Driven to distraction
Once school lets out, Catherine will have a new assignment: Learning to drive while the days are long and the weather is nice. She’s more than a little nervous about the prospect and I can’t say I blame her, especially given the nonsense I witness on the road every day. People talking on their phones. … Continue reading
It’s a thankless job … but someone has to do it
I used to laugh with abandon at Bill Cosby’s parenting routines. These days? Not so much. I’m living them. Remember the bit Cosby would do about his wife being sick in bed and the kids needing breakfast? He took the lazy route, fed them slabs of chocolate cake, and they sung his praises — “Dad … Continue reading
Moving violation
Dear Jackass Who Sideswiped my Car: Really?! Seriously?! Judging by the size and depth of the paint lines you left on the passenger door, there is no way you did this without realizing. And honestly, if I wanted white stripes, I would have gone for a much more professional design. But my car is not … Continue reading
Wrinkles … and time
Apparently, it’s official: I’m old. Time magazine thinks so. Within days of my birthday a few weeks ago, they sent me a note in the mail, asking me to renew my subscription. For the senior citizen rate. Catherine danced around the house fairly crowing: “It’s because you’re old.” Remember my trip to the eye doctor … Continue reading
Plumbing the depths of disrespect
Really, I shouldn’t complain. This has been a wonderful week. The big project I’ve been busy with celebrated its birthday, and I’ve been on the receiving end of an amazing list of special surprises — including one that sparkles and one that will drastically improve my home life, as well as visits from the Tulip … Continue reading
Waving the white flag in the face of winter ills
Bad enough when the rasp in your voice makes your boss think he’s talking to a man. Worse still when you’re the idiot racing out of church during the quiet of Communion prayers because you can’t stop coughing (why do we sit up front?!) and everyone else pretends they’re not looking at your beet-red face … Continue reading
Repeating history, yet again
I will NEVER learn. Nineteen years and counting, and I STILL can’t stop myself from inviting Basil on shopping trips. (My husband, that is, not the herb.) And every single time, I spend most of the trip either trying to move him along or traversing every square inch of the store trying to find where … Continue reading
Pushing on a Rope 