I like to send out a weekly update to the "That Odd Mom" writers, but this week I wanted to share the state of things with you all.Read More
I've got a confession to make, I'm broken. The part of me that knows how to keep it all together and trudge on has been chipped away at the last few months. Though in the grand scheme of life and the problems of the world the things that have beaten me down seem insignificant. Yet these insignificant things are beating the shit out of me mentally.Read More
Out of the passenger side of the vintage VW van in front of us a hand suddenly stuck out of the window, fingers close together and cupped against the wind—surfing. The hand was small boned, delicate, a woman’s hand.Read More
It was a little over a week ago when we found out that the hubs grandmother, Meme as everyone so affectionately calls her, had been diagnosed with stage 4 cancer of the liver and pancreas. Those words were brutal for our family to hear. We are so far away and want to spend every precious minute with Meme, soaking up her smile and love, that we can.Read More
By way of introduction, my husband, Sherwood, and I have racked up a fairly impressive list of most embarrassing moments over the past thirty plus years of marriage. Note: Yes, that is his real name.
There was the time that Sherwood ran out of gas in the line for the drive-through window of McDonald’s, and he had to push the car up to the “pick-up” window. Then there was the knee surgery/sodium Pentothal fiasco when my husband had a little trouble coming “out of general anesthesia” and told the nurses in the recovery room that he had four wives and thirty-seven children and a really HUGE . . . um . . . er . . . REASON for all those wives. Talk about Big Love.Read More
This week the world was introduced to Caitlyn Jenner. If you haven't seen her first photos, your likely not even reading this post. As the Vanity Fair cover photo flooded the internet I saw equal shares of praise and disgust.Read More