Because the universe has s hilarious sense of humor, I was forced to sign this health pledge for my son's school. Let me just say I love his school. I love his teachers. We adore his physical education teacher and counselors and principal and whoever else might be responsible for this. I don't even have … Continue reading I don’t make promises I can’t keep
Tag: parenting
Post-good-day moody blues
Anybody ever have a day in which you were crushing it, and then have everything come crashing down the next day? I don't know if my expectations are set too high after a really good day, or what. But I suspect it's because life happens, and I get overwhelmed, and I mainly want to go … Continue reading Post-good-day moody blues
Smashing the patriarchy AND food waste
Listen, I can’t rage about the bloviator-in-chief and his supporters every day; it's exhausting. But I can smash the Monday blahs with a little cheap “what do we even have in the fridge?” dinner. Here’s some "dirty paleo" chicken salad I made with leftover chicken legs, nearly-ready-to-be-tossed grapes, almost-bad-but-not-quite-bad sweet bell peppers, a single dill … Continue reading Smashing the patriarchy AND food waste
About Courage
A lot of us, especially (but not exclusively) women are seeking out a palate cleanser today. This week was hard. The past two years have been grueling for a lot of reasons, not the least of which is I'm seeing sides of people I never wanted to see. But this week, it got even uglier. … Continue reading About Courage
No one should be surprised: there are perverts on the interwebs
So this story broke today about how perverts are using Fortnight and other multi-player internet-based games to lure children into God-knows-what nefarious schemes and all I have to say about this is YOU KNOW THAT I'VE BEEN SCREAMING ABOUT THIS FOR YEARS. Not you, relatively-new wordpress visitor. Facebook friends and real life friends in general. … Continue reading No one should be surprised: there are perverts on the interwebs
I don’t like Thursdays
Thursday is Doomsday in our house. I don’t know why, but we’re all on our worst behavior on Thursdays. Snacks and bread run out and children scream about it. I say NO to any more YouTube toy-unboxing videos, and there is more screaming. On Thursdays, I am met with resistance by the 8 year old … Continue reading I don’t like Thursdays

