Archive for May, 2008

Birthdays have always been a big deal in my family. Not one birthday in my life has passed without all of the birthday staples: friends, cake, ice cream, and presents. I love any excuse for a party and especially love MYSELF being the excuse. Most normal people (I think) sit back and wait to see […]


I recently got a new tattoo. I have a mild addiction to this form of self-expression but I’ve kept myself contained to only having four (so far). After all, good ink doesn’t come cheap. This year, in honor of my 27th birthday, some dear folks in my life donated money to my ink fund. So […]


Today I bought a bikini. OK… I bought half of a bikini. If you’re a regular reader, you know that I’ve been looking for a bathing suit for quite some time now. This is one of life’s worst punishments in the world of being a woman. I’ve come to grips with the reality that I’m […]


Over the past couple of years I’ve read a lot of historical fiction. Historical fiction, for all of you who don’t indulge often in the literary world, is fiction that based off of true historical events. You may have recently seen the movie in theaters with Natalie Portman called The Other Boleyn Girl. This movie […]


Today I took three children all under the age of 5 to Target. Some would call me crazy, some would call me a glutton for punishment and today I would have agreed with all of them. Target has this multi-kid shopping cart that is nothing short of a small, bright red tank with plastic bumpers […]


Get Good Karma

06May08

I heard an interesting radio commercial in the car yesterday as my kids and I were parked on the interstate due to road construction on a Sunday evening. The announcer asked me if I was a victim of bad Karma. After taking an account of my surroundings: the exhaust being emitted from the hooptie-mobile in […]


A couple of weeks ago I was playing with the kids in the backyard at our new house. OK, I was lying in the grass while they ran circles around me, but whatever, I was still being an interactive parent with my children. Will, my two year old, began screaming like his leg had just […]