My Fear of Holes
I don’t really trust the holes in my washer. I refuse to put the soap in until the bottom holes fill with water. Who wants to throw all that detergent into a pock-marked abyss? Not me. And so I wait.
I don’t really trust the holes in my washer. I refuse to put the soap in until the bottom holes fill with water. Who wants to throw all that detergent into a pock-marked abyss? Not me. And so I wait.
With a leettle expert advice, we’ve decided the new roof can wait for a few years while we save up to pay for it in cash. If things get really bad, we may send Laylee and Magoo to live in the attic holding pots and pans. Maybe they’ll make friends with the rats who will [...]
Come visit me at the parenting post today and see why I’m thinking of hiring a Human Resources director to come live at my house.
What cheers you? What brings you joy? When you need a quick pick-me up during the day, where do you turn? Paint your toenails all different colors. If you really want to cheer up, paint your daughter’s too. If you REALLY need something extra, paint your son’s as well and see how long it takes [...]
Today I got the best comment ever on my blog at The Parenting Post. “Seriously.. if my name were Magoo I’d want to commit suicide.. I can’t believe people are actually listening to this stupid baby-naming fad.. STOP NAMING YOUR CHILDREN AFTER FICTIONAL CHARACTERS. Also, stop making up new names.. we have a list of [...]
It’s coming up on two years since Magoo was born and I still struggle with anxiety and depression issues originally triggered by his birth. My brain hurts from thinking about my brain. I’m tired of wondering what constitutes chemical deficiency and what is just normal for a stay-home mother of 2.