More than once there have been days that I wished I could just hang a sign around my neck that said, quietly, what I was dealing with so that maybe life would play nice, just for a day.
The title is similar to the title of a children's book Kalisha used to love to have read to her when she was little. Last Wednesday, she decided to create her own version.
In college, my sorority advisor, a wonderful man who was Zen enough to handle the near constant tears/cat fights/drunkenness/PMS of a group of young women, often marveled
For whatever reason, today was not just a bad day, but a game changer. Things that would normally roll off me didn't.
There seems to be an imbalance within our home. Or perhaps it's the perfect balance.
So of course it's pouring down rain on Halloween: I actually got creative and MADE my children's Halloween costumes this year, largely out of paper and cardboard.
I had to return a necklace. Actually, I kept it, but I had to go pay for it becuase I’m pretty sure one of my daughters stole it from Stein Mart.
Two potatoes and a small box of cereal brought something into focus for me — we are a now a small family.
I calculate I have been making costumes for kids for over 40 years. Do I just love Halloween? NO, I don't.