The truck was packed. Blearily my eyes tried to focus as my father woke us up and told us to get in the truck, it was almost time to "hit the road." We were Sebago bound. Sebago Lake, Maine. Every year my family would pack up the car and go to Sebago. We would head out on the five hour journey around 3 a.m. "We've got to get there early so we can pick the best campsite!", my Dad would declare. Each year I was allowed to invite one friend to spend ten days camping with us. This particular year I chose my friend Julie. I couldn't wait! It was freedom! Showers that operated by coin! Canadians in speedos! S'mores by the campfire and endless hours of roaming by the lake. Pre-teen heaven, well, minus the Canadian flag speedos.Propped up on pillows, ensconced in our sleeping bags and surrounded … [Read more...]
To Check Out and to Ponder
Ok, there is a whole lot I want to cover today. First things first. I've become a contributor to this great site that I just have to share. I'm honored to be writing there and be surrounded by such a diverse group of writers. I can't wait to see what the future holds for this endeavor so please click here and to read my first piece that I alluded to in Desk Jockey the other day go here. Now read! Go forth and spread the word about Moms Speak Up! Next up is this little tidbit I found in the NY Times yesterday. There I was idling in line at SBUX and I noticed the headline 'He's Happier, She's Less So' and it immediately spurned me to pull out my dorky notebook I carry around for "writing thoughts"/errands to run and jot it down. After reading it I can see the point it is trying to make but … [Read more...]
I wouldn’t normally do this type of thing
Done. I'm just done. I can't even feel even a smidgen bad for her now. I feel that maybe if I just type this then I can release myself from reading even just one more article about her. Because really? I'm so over it.It's Britney bitch. To quote the woman herself.I know I don't normally go into the celebrity realm much anymore, but this whole thing is so out of control I seriously would not be surprised if suddenly she goes the way of Elvis and people report that it wasn't accident how she died, but a conspiracy. E! True Hollywood stories would do that sad voice over special on her and it would be an all day affair. Cut to the tragic photos of her funeral with her sons properly attired in Petite Tresor ensembles and then to the "crime scene" shots of her lying face down in a bed with old … [Read more...]
Beside Myself
T.D. has gone on a whirlwind adventure to her Nana's house for a... wait for it... drum roll please... a solid week! I hardly know what to do with myself. I know the time will fly by as I've already got the following planned.Hours of reviews to conduct and write up (that includes pureeing many a vegetable and fruit and freezing it)Hours working here. I must reach Bongo the Clown. Though really? Asking for Bongo never stops being funny.One baseball game (the last at RFK..sniff, sniff if I were actually a Nats fan. Go SOX!)Some light yard work (I know the excitement doesn't end)Getting myself to a bridal shop where I will cringe as I'm measured publicly for yet another bridesmaid dress. (Don't get me wrong I love the honor I just don't love the markup or the dyed shoes.)Possibly relaxing and … [Read more...]
I was going to…
I was all set to write up a nice little rant about this Mommy Track'd article but I just don't feel like another soap box session today. Grr...Then I thought about how I could type up a cute piece on me waxing poetic about fall but then vomit rushed into my mouth at their sheer gushiness of it all.I won't even go into the gardening frenzy that overtook me yesterday as a result of all my neighbors fall gardening enterprises. Even the poop neighbors put in new flowers and shrubs. Heh. I just did.I could tell you about my thinking of taking an exotic dance class and my conflicting views on the whole thing along with my morbid curiosity on the whole matter. Plus I sort of feel I have nothing to wear. Is that the point?I could simply direct you here and here because I love this group and … [Read more...]
Restoration
Nothing restores my sense of inner peace/tranquility/countless moments of zen better than a weekend spent with the girls. This past weekend I did just that.Restored? Yes. Tired? A wee bit. A whole day walking around my great city traveling by foot or tunnel makes for a tired Mummy but a happy contented one. Countless glasses of wine and laughs with friends while looking at some truly great art, be it street or museum worthy, is my idea of a good time. The weather was soft with just a tad of bit of crispness in it. The light had that new fall glow as we traversed the cobblestones of Georgetown. I felt younger and lighter. Prettier even despite hating my new layers. I even got to get gussied up a bit and go out without finding a spot of mac n'cheese on my little black dress. No one cried as … [Read more...]
Workin’ It
Always a small girl I never had an issue with weight or wearing different size clothes. That all changed however when I got myself knocked up and gained 40 lbs. I swore even that would never happen. I would be that cute "I will gain 25 lbs ONLY" pregnant woman. Heh. Except I craved pork. I ate my way through my pregnancy while sitting behind a desk consuming all manner of bad office food in a way I had never done before. Fries with that?! Yes please! Two slices of cake? Why thank you!I lost 20 lbs the first week. Easy peasy I thought. My main goal was to not be wearing maternity pants when I got back to work. Been there, done that! Ok, so they were a size up from my old pre-baby size but they weren't maternity pants! I was depressed about this and my new poundage. I joined Weight Watchers. … [Read more...]
That’s Gruh-VEL, not Gravel
Talking politics on the blog is like talking about my marriage it can stir up things that are best left well, not out there for all the world to see. I try not to discuss politics here but sometimes it's just damn near impossible like during an election year or when you are just too fired up and your husband can't stand to listen to you rant anymore.Then along comes a candidate, labeled second-tier, that just begs me to learn more. I'm talking about Gravel. Mike Gravel. He's a presidential hopeful with not a lot of money but an interesting take on things. You may have seen him on YouTube throwing a rock into some water a few months ago. No? Maybe you remember him from the 70's, if so good on you! However, he's probably not on your radar. While just as busy as the other presidential … [Read more...]
There is a God!
From the 21361 newsletter that arrived in my inbox only moments ago. For those of you who don't know what 21361 is it's from Henry Rollins a.k.a. the man H sometimes fears I will leave him for. I get a lot of letters asking if there will be an opportunity to meet me after the show. I am flattered that anyone is interested. The answer is yes, of course. Postshow, I go to the bus and hang out in front of it and meet anyone who isthere, sign stuff, do photos, talk, whatever else.Ok first thing. AAAHHHHH!!!! SQUEEE!! YES! I will be there! October 1st! I will not punk out like a wuss this time. Many moons ago, many spoken word shows ago I might add, I met Hank. I was but a young college coed who had major stars in her eyes for this Mr. Rollins. My roommate pulled some strings and I got … [Read more...]
Witchy, Evil Woman
I would stand back from me today. Just stand back. I'm feeling that witchy, twitchy, evil feeling with a touch of fang. I simply have too much to do and not enough time to do it. There are lists. Lists of people to call, things to remember, bills to pay, work to do, places to go, and actually no people to see thank the high heavens. I should have known that it would be one of those days when I walked into our bedroom, that sacred place, to find dog poop by the bed. Say what?! I know! Dog poop. Somehow I don't think it's from our neighbors dog either. Disgusting as it is I think it was an accident, what H calls a "lost nugget". Choke down whatever you are eating and I'm sorry. I ran to clean that up and on my way into the bathroom I ran SMACK! into the door. The door I closed so T.D. … [Read more...]