I can't help myself. Sharing this story is a sure sign that I've lost all remaining shreds of decency.But let's just stop pretending shall we? California Unified Nether Temple Society The BOS was extolling the virtues of the California Womens Health program, how great the doctors she saw were, blahb...

Yesterday was a challenge to my parenting expertise stamina.Supergirl was awful. Sassy, insolent, unrepentant.She spent the afternoon in time-outs which were extended before they were served.I wanted to smack her around a bit, but we don't do that. Finally, by dinnertime, she would just not stop ant...

[Cross-posted here.] Today marks the first day of the fifth year of grief season*. I would call it 'grief month', but when your kid dies just five weeks after their (only) birthday, all of those important anniversaries like birthday and deathday run together, and calling it 'grief season' seems a bi...

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Okay, in my daily Craigslist search for something to fill the void left by the Christmas tree a chaise to replace the crappy chair I refuse to return to that spot, I found a fainting couch .Seriously, I am in love. Not sure if I am more in love with the name or the actual item. The fact that I will ...

Well, it's a sad thing for me to announce, but this recession depression had gotten then best of us, and we have to move back to Grammie's farm. It's sad, because we can't fit too much in the truck, and we'll have to get rid of most of our belongings. We did buy a lot of crap absolutely necessary in...

I recently found a huge file of photos of Elijah. I had either forgotten about them or convinced myself that they didn't exist....who knows.I can hardly describe what finding these has felt like....a gift...a peace....a stirring....a mindfuck...another unwanted but polite visit from Grief.... A moth...

I let Bubbles go outside with three animals in his hand.Thirty minutes later, this is what I found: (Sorry if it's blurry; I was laughing pretty hard for 9:00 am!) Seriously. I am not the artist. I might or might not have included some props to make it way more kinky....

Guess what? I also write here, now. Parents of special needs consortium, of sorts. As a matter of fact, I wrote there today. I have seen anatomically correct dolls before, but this one made me gasp. Last week's waxing story just begged for another....Thanks, Linda. Jenijen has been putting the squee...

My kindergarten teacher was Mrs. Masters. She was about 106 years old and she was...rather burned out I think. I had been warned by my three older siblings, that this was not a woman who I would want to cross. If you made her mad, then you would surely be sent to the principal's office, where, it wa...