There is a huge difference between being happy with life and being content with life. Being happy with life seems, to me at least, to be a dynamic state of being that can change from day to day. There have been many times where I haven’t been happy with life. I’m sure any other human being could say the same. Being content with life is more concrete, less prone to change from one day to the next. Continue reading
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This morning, I got an Amber Alert for two children who had been abducted at gunpoint by their father and grandfather, and you know, sometimes, there are just awful people and nothing will ever change their awful-ness. But it got me thinking about a conversation I had the other day about divorce, breakups, and co-parenting relationships when there are kids involved. Continue reading
Where the crepe are my bon-bons? Why isn’t my soap opera on?! Maybe because one, I don’t like bon-bons. Two, the TV is turned off.
There is a misconception that being a stay-at-home-mother (SAHM) is easy. We have all the time in the world and our days are just peaches and Pinterest crafts with our kids. We lounge about the house while our kids run around like little wild hooligans, trashing the house, tormenting the animals, and screaming until we go deaf. We just have this serene smile on our faces while we sip our coffees and chat on the phone for hours with our girlfriends. Must be a great life to have, and everyone wants to be a SAHM. Continue reading
Yesterday, Friday, I came to the emergency room with severe stomach pains, and other symptoms, the grossness of which I will spare you. After x-rays, CAT scans, and bloodwork, it was determined that I have gallstones and that my gallbladder needs to come out. Continue reading
Now that I can look back on the worst of my depression from the other side of the tunnel, I am shocked that I didn’t realize it sooner. I carefully kept everything under lock and key, safe from view. But I have been challenged by my friend Melissa to tell you the truth. Please take my tale as a warning, learn from my fail, whatever you will. Keep in mind as you read that I love my children with all my heart, and that never went away.
So. How bad was it? The short answer is really bad. The long answer is…well, longer. Continue reading
The bulk of my culinary repertoire is based on food I grew up eating as a girl of Irish/German/English heritage in the heart of PA Dutch country. I am gradually expanding my catalogue, but sometimes the fridge grows bare (shopping day is tomorrow), and one must improvise. Mister can be a picky eater at times. Things need to be made the way he grew up eating it.
Tonight, I was prepping sausage, because I was going to make sausage with sauteed onions, and pierogies. Mister walks into the kitchen, wrinkles his nose, and sighs. Continue reading
Forgive me my post last night. I was exhausted, frustrated, and completely overwhelmed. Last night I announced that effective today, ABMF would go on hiatus. I also stated on Facebook that I would be taking a break.
Right now, I have a load of laundry going, the floor is vacuumed, and I have had some granola. I feel a little better about myself today and feel I need to explain what happened. Continue reading