Truthful tales behind the eyeroll-inducing parenting cliches

Being a parent you live out all the tiresome cliches in truth:

  • The days are long, but the years are short.
  • They’re only this age once.
  • You wear your heart on your sleeve.

Usually cliches do nothing but make my eyes roll in the back of my head a la Linda Blair, but the one about the heart on your sleeve recently hit me in spades.

As most of you know, we left Chicago for Portland this summer. And since we didn’t know many folks … Read more ...

A G-String Diva At My Son’s Swim Class

Those who know me know I’m all for women of all shapes and sizes being proud of and flaunting their curves.

The thick girls on South Beach who strut their scantily cladded jiggly bits? Go on’ wit yo bad self. The round-the-way-girls poured into skinny jeans so tight the pants look painted on? Hey, more power to you. But I think I found my line in the sand.

It came at my son’s swim class.

This is actually Logan when he was 10 months old. There's no way I was putting a G stringed lady on my blog.

This is actually Logan when he was 10 months old.

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The YouTube video of my #VOTY13 reading at BlogHer

Have you ever heard a recording of yourself talking and then cringed? Wondering, do I really *sound* like that?

I think watching yourself on TV is kinda like that. You all know how I was chosen as one of BlogHer’s Voices of the Year honorees, well I’m now sharing with you the video of me reading my piece at the conference in Chicago.

I’ve only watched it once, and it was with Hubby and my lovely mother-in-law. While watching it I kept thinking, do … Read more ...

New town, new friends: First Day of School in Portland

The first day of school. There’s so many emotions wrapped up in that little sentence, aren’t there?

When I first dropped Logan off at daycare, moms told me that I’d cry and cry. I didn’t. Then years later when Logan started kindergarten, I was warned again how I’d cry and cry. Though I was excited, nervous and grew verklempt at how fast his first five years went, there were still no tears to blink back.

Walking to school.

Walking to school.

This day was different. This day was … Read more ...

The farewell party: Nothing like a little booze to help when it’s hard to say goodbye

Parties. Everybody likes a party, right? Well, maybe not a Miley Cyrus party featuring her tongue, twerking and teddy bears, but generally, we all like to sit back and have a good time with friends.

Our family is no exception. When it was BC (before children) we would have a big party every year in October. Instead of OctoberFest, we called it Fest in October. And we invited everyone in our little world. Co-workers, new friends, old friends, and we even invited our geriatric neighbors … Read more ...