I’m against extraneous storage. For the past couple weeks I’ve been helping my in-laws clean out their very large, water-front home. It’s an awesome house, except it has a ton, and I mean a ton, of built-in cabinets. Some people would think, “Cool! Lots of storage.” The problem with storage, even right in your home, is once you put it away you never have to look at it again.
I got up at 6:00am Friday morning, took a shower, ate breakfast, and cleaned the cool whip off the whip cream-dyed eggs we made the night before.
When my husband and I bought our house I was in my late twenties. I used to turn all the lights on in the house in the evening because I hated the dark. My husband used to complain about it and turn all the lights off. When I went back into a room later, I’d turn them on again.
I remember when my youngest daughter began to enjoy seeing movies in theaters. As a pastime my husband and I have always loved, it was even more fun when we had our daughters as a front to see animated movies.
My daughter got accepted to DigiPen Institute of Technology’s fine art and digital animation program last Friday night. Being an “institute of technology” they do everything by email, so I guess getting an email on a Friday night shouldn’t have been a surprise.
Contrary to popular belief, I do not have the market cornered on putting soap in the dishwasher, closing the door and pushing the wash button. My question to my family would simply be “Why?” Why eat cereal in a large, square, plastic, food storage receptacle rather than wash a cereal bowl?
I have been purging my life lately. I came to a point where the feng shui of the house wasn’t working anymore. Okay, I don’t know what feng shui is, but it sounded better than “I need to relieve myself of a lot of guilt.” It’s just plain old, life-sucking, weighing-heavily-on-my-mind guilt.
All the important events I had planned happened before the snow hit last weekend. I had a mini-reunion at my house with my college classmates. We studied in Austria together 30 years ago and in some cases we hadn’t seen each other for 25 or 30 years.
I ruined my youngest daughter’s whole day last Wednesday. I made her go to school even though it was a late arrival day, even though most of the school was gone to the parade for the Seahawks in Seattle, even though the bus was five minutes late getting to the stop, I still made her go to school.
I’ve had a very eventful weekend but there is only one event that sticks out in my mind.
I recently reorganized my kitchen tools. They have been stored in cylindrical, stoneware crocks on my kitchen counter for the past 10 years. I know it’s been that long because they are Pampered Chef crocks I purchased in 1999 when I was a sales consultant with Pampered Chef.
Some most amazing feelings are the times when you feel like an especially good parent. For me it was when my kids were little and they wanted to paint.
My husband went purse shopping with me the other day. Yes, you read that right, he went purse shopping with me.
Christmas is over and moms all over the country are realizing what they suspected is really true – their families are helpless without them.
I’ve been trying to wrap my head around the fact that the Christmas season is six days shorter this year. I’m not sure exactly where it’s missing; no one ever does anything until the last minute anyway.
A couple months ago we rescued a cat from my mom’s mobile home park. It had been drifting around for a couple years and had become the unofficial trailer park cat.
There are a few things around the house that I can’t do anything about and fixing cars is one of them. My husband’s hobby is working on vintage cars, in which I only share an interest for the summer, family entertainment value going to car shows offers us.
Here it is the weekend after Thanksgiving and I don’t see one Valentine in the store. How is a mother supposed to plan properly when the Valentines stuff isn’t out yet?
We celebrated Thanksgiving with my husband’s family last weekend, but I do plan on cooking a simple, carb loaded Thanksgiving meal on the actual day.
My husband and I sat down with my oldest daughter last week to help her vote for the first time. I’m not going to go into how I voted and whether I’m for or against this or that, I’m just going to comment on the process.
