There is nothing like spending a week in a bikini to make you whole heartedly commit to a diet. However I also discovered the week after getting back from vacation is not the optimal time to give up caffeine, alcohol (dear seven pound eight ounce baby Jesus, help me), dairy, flour and sugar. It’s also […] Read more…
My younger brother was married last week in a very hippie hipster affair. I haven’t been surrounded by that many childless twenty and thirty-year-olds since I myself was childless and way hipper. And I thought I was still cool until I opened my mouth and started talking. It didn’t take me long to realize that […] Read more…
Want to know what I am super bad at? Lying. I could never play poker. Unfortunately that means I am compelled to say totally inappropriate things because if I lied you’d know it. And I’d see the disappointment in your eyes and then I’d tell you the truth and both disappoint and piss you off. […] Read more…
We all know our children do what they see us do, not what we tell them to do. And usually I think about all the terrible things I do that my kids are probably picking up on and storing away to try out themselves at some point – like my nightly glass of wine, or […] Read more…
One lovely spring day my then six and eight year old sons were playing with children we knew when they came racing in the house to tell me that something “really bad” had happened. As a mom of boys most “really bad” things in my nice-suburban-gated-community can be handled with a benevolent smile, an airing of […] Read more…
I freaking love my children’s school. As a working mom living within a tight personal budget I am so grateful that I have an amazing public school run by an exceptional principal, a PTO that works their butts off to keep things like the library open and the lights on, and a cadre of volunteers […] Read more…
I’ve been feeling as if I’ve been losing my mind lately. And not in the awesome late eighties Prince “let’s go crazy” kind if way but the Julianne Moore “Still Alice” scary version. I went to see my doctor about this a year or so ago. Because not only am I losing my mind but […] Read more…
Friday night at the Corning household means a lazy night kicking it with my husband and my seven and nine year old sons. It is Nirvana. It is what I look forward to all work week. So this Friday when my sons both lobbied hard for a sleep-over at neighbor’s I was, well, totally freaking bummed. Which kind […] Read more…
My boys and I were hanging out at our friends house two weeks ago when tragedy hit. We had lost track of time (by “we” I mean me and by “lost-track” I mean I purposefully forgot to watch the clock – don’t judge) and weren’t going to be able to make it in time to see the […] Read more…
This is what my husband texted to me when my seven-year-old came home with his graded project. To be fair, it took a village. I spent a weekend researching online with my son the sorts of projects that he’d not only be interested in but didn’t involve too much complexity, then spent a day running […] Read more…