warning – reunion talk ahead
Apparently 20 years passed by without my knowledge. Oh yes, I guess my body noticed.
My 20 year high school reunion is at the end of this month. In typical small town fashion they just got around to posting the details on their website, are not worried about the travel plans More >
salt dough makes you a real mother
The dreaded special project paperwork came home a week or so ago. Build a 3-D/texturized map of the state of Georgia. Apparently not every class is doing it because some of my friends escaped from this part of motherhood this week. Now honestly, I do not do Jordan’s work for More >
and then I am reminded…
Forgive me for bragging, but William has turned into a lovely boy. I feel like we’ve reached quite a milestone over this past year. His fourth birthday signaled confirmation that we had survived the years 2-4 intact. In just a year he has developed from a whirlwind of activity to More >
surreal experience
Flashback to a year ago. I was fragile, very fragile. Grace’s birth left my health at the bottom of the barrel. Honestly, I could barely make it though a few hours out of bed. Then a few months later (on Christmas Eve to be exact) my father’s hereditary heart condition More >
imaginary friends
We ate at Carrabbas restaurant on the night of William’s birthday. Jordan sat busily working on her menu drawings and puzzles. The blank space allotted was for a drawing of yourself and your friend. Jordan drew two girls on a playground. When I asked who the friend was she said More >
