Why don't I post on the weekend? The answer is simple, I have kids. Specifically young kids. I can't break out the computer if I want some "alone time." Granted, I don't have alone time when I'm home. If I shut the bathroom door Char will probably open it. If I don't shut the door,… Continue reading Why I don’t write on the weekends
Taking Over
I took my closet over today. When we moved into this house I was so excited because I had a closet in my room, even if Bob and I had to share the tiny thing. In the old house my closet was in what became Char's room. So if I wanted something for work I'd… Continue reading Taking Over
Imagination
Kids think of the funniest things, and say them in such a serious way that you can't help be taken by their seriousness. For instance, take the Pete the Cat series. Last year my gramma bought Char an anthology of Pete the Cat stories, and we read them EVERY DAY for weeks. So later in… Continue reading Imagination
What makes a person confident?
One of my favorite movies is "The Devil Wears Prada." I seriously can't watch that movie without feeling like a badass female (and wanting to go shower and change into awesome clothes to show it), and how women just get stuff done. But what I can't get over in that movie how much the main… Continue reading What makes a person confident?
Miscreants
Kids are hilarious. Kids are annoying. Kids are adorable. Kids are mini dictators that control your life forever, either in your house or in your mind. If you don't agree with this, that's fine, but then I can tell you've never had toddlers. Or you had them so long ago your gramma/grampa goggles are on.… Continue reading Miscreants
It’s never just 1 emotion
Grief sucks. And to make it worse, it's an odd thing because you're experiencing several emotions at once. I'm sure there are steps, I know there are, like denial, anger, remorse... something like that. But I don't really care about them. It doesn't make me happier to think "oh, I'm one step closer to accepting… Continue reading It’s never just 1 emotion
Scatterbrained
I read on Pinterest years ago that "the key to a good relationship is fun, like treasure hunts." (Yeah okay, says me 6 years later, I'll get right on that. Can you feel the sarcasm?) I told this to Bob, and was like "Baby! We do this all the time!" To which he responded, "Looking… Continue reading Scatterbrained
Drug Science
Bob was the only person I know that worked in a field he went to school for with only a Bachelor's degree. He graduated with a Chemistry degree, and worked for Bristol Myers Squibb for 10 years (he was a temp with BMS for 2 years before that). I graduated with my History degree the… Continue reading Drug Science
Making time for “Old Friends”
One of the most important things to know about me is that generally, I don't want to do anything. But I'm constantly busy. I don't like to leave my house, and I especially don't want to go somewhere alone. It's been a very long time since I had too, Bob and I lived together for...… Continue reading Making time for “Old Friends”
“Aww, don’t cry because your baby is so big Babe…”
Bob and I knew from the outset that he would die from his cancer. He was 34 when he was diagnosed, I was 33. We had been married 5 years. I did look it up online, quickly and briefly, to learn what the odds of his survival were. It told me that he had a… Continue reading “Aww, don’t cry because your baby is so big Babe…”