• Do I Really Want My Readers To Know This?,  I'm Apparently Old.,  My Kid Has Mad Skillz,  Reflections on Parenting,  Something That Could Change Your Life

    When Simple File Folders Can Cause A Parent To Freak Out A Little

    Before the boys came along*, Jim and I had big plans for how our family was going to “be”. We would have a couple of kids, thoroughly enjoy the heck out of them until the day they turned eighteen, and then they were out. OUT. When they were little, they would ask for things that we were not going to give them. Just to name a few? *a television in their room*a cat*another dog*a Christmas tree We used to tell them, “When you grow up and get your own place, you can have *insert denied item here*. “When’s that?” “When you’re eighteen. Then you’re outta here!” “Okay.” On their birthdays…

  • Best Thing Ever,  Blessings,  I'm Apparently Old.

    I Finally Feel A Little Like An Adult.

    I had a good laugh this morning, seriously. I checked my Sitemeter as I often do, to see who’s been reading and where people are coming from. On the “referrals” page, I noticed a website I didn’t recognize, so I clicked on it. It was a blog, one I have never seen nor heard of before. Today’s post was entitled “Worst Blog Post I’ve Ever Read”, and the body of the post said “Don’t ask how I found it.” That’s it. The one sentence linked to this post on my blog. Seriously? I laughed my badonkadonk off. And then I went to my Facebook page and immediately changed my status…

  • Blessings,  I'm Apparently Old.

    Get The Kleenex, Sally…”Someday” Is Here!

    When I saw the movie “When Harry Met Sally” back in 1989 with Dawn (when she spilled about 1/2 pound of M&Ms all over the already-dirty theater floor), I had a good laugh at the scene where Meg Ryan, as Sally, was sobbing on Billy Crystal’s (as Harry) shoulder when she found out that her ex-fiance’ was newly engaged to someone else. On top of all the woes that come with that situation, she exclaimed, “And I’m gonna be forty!” Harry looks at her, confused: “When?” “Someday!” She cried. Yeah. Ha ha. Very funny. Back then, I was–let’s do the math, Nukedad–twenty-one. I couldn’t even imagine what it could be…

  • Do I Really Want My Readers To Know This?,  I'm Apparently Old.,  Spreading the Bloggie Love

    Who Are You Callin’ Weird???

    I was tagged/awarded over the weekend by the ever-so-lovely Jennifer at It’s All About Them. I’m not sure if I should be honored by the tag or insulted because I have been given a Weird Award, but under the rules of my New and Improved, Almost-40-Years-Old Attitude, I am going to smile and say, “Thank you Jennifer, Thank you very much! You’re so sweet!” And it is a really pretty color purple, too. Okay, it’s adorable. Basically what I have to do now is list (Surprised? Is there a meme that doesn’t involve some sort of list??) seven Weird Things about myself and then tag/award seven others. So, without further…

  • I'm Apparently Old.,  Random Thoughts,  Too Funny To Ignore

    Close, But No Cigar. (And really? Not even close.)

    I love my readers: you are all extremely creative! I had a great laugh at your guesses about what I have on my head in this post, but nobody got it except for my girl Danny, who takes my Wednesday spin class and answered on my Facebook page. I have to admit, I was hoping that somebody around my age (A girl. Don’t worry Nukedad, you didn’t disappoint me. 🙂 ) would totally leave a comment like, “Oh yeah! I had one of those hair dryers when I was little!” Didn’t happen. Just call me Grandma. Although what I have on my head in the photo is not a tiara,…

  • I'm Apparently Old.,  Too Funny To Ignore

    Take Me To Your Leader!

    I was going through photos this evening (that’s right: I made a little bit of time to do something I didn’t HAVE to do!!!) to find something for an upcoming post, and found this gem. I’m desperately hoping figuring that someone will get the answer to this question right away…tell me, what is the reason I am wearing this so-not-a-tiara kind of headpiece? (*I* know…I just want to see if *you* know.) Melisa, circa 1974-75?

  • Blessings,  Family Fun,  Friends,  I'm Apparently Old.,  Jim Has Mad Skillz,  My Sister Has Mad Skillz

    I Was Surprised To Be Surprised

    Thank God I actually journalled in the scrapbook I made to commemorate my 30th birthday, almost–choke–ten long years ago. I have not yet finished the journalling in my kids’ scrapbooks (the ones I’ve started anyway, through toddlerhood…I’ll NEVER catch up until I’m too old to remember absolutely none of the details), but I can tell you everything about my 30th birthday party! Here we go… The Conspirators: Kate, Jim, JulesieThe Plan: Jim and Julesie had an idea: “Let’s throw a surprise party!” They started making plans around Labor Day, and brought Kate into the mix. Kate became the decoy: she called me on the morning of November 6 (my actual…

  • Amazing People,  Best Thing Ever,  I'm Apparently Old.,  My Sister Has Mad Skillz

    Go Shawty, It’s Your Birthday…

    Today is a real milestone kind of day. Thirty-five years ago on this very day, a person was born. This person was not just *any* average kind of person: she is really something special. I was going to say that on this day, I feel really old. But I won’t say that first because that makes it more about me. Then again, she’s used to that. So I will say it. I feel really old. My “kid” sister is celebrating 35 years today! How the hell did that happen, and where did the time go? If you know me at all, you know that I love lists. I’m gonna give…

  • I'm Apparently Old.

    Polish Like It’s 1999

    I am a creature of habit. I like routine. I am comforted by “The Same” of it all. Shakeups and unpredictability are fun for me now and then (alright, depending on what it is); I can rise to the occasion and have fun with something different, but in general terms and daily details I am all cozy with what I’m used to. Which is why, when my friend/co-worker said to me “We’re not painting your nails a boring color this time, are we?” I trembled a little bit. Yeah, it’s just nails*. No, I’m not a shallow person. There are bigger decisions to be made and the matter of nail…