I met my husband at a wedding. It’s actually much more complicated than that, but that my friends, is a story for another blog entirely. It was the wedding of the little sister of my girfriend Eh. I was so tired of going to weddings alone. Those of you who are single, or who got … More Mr. Big.
I need a wife. Plain. And. Simple. Yesterday I left for work at 6:15am. I got home at 8pm. In between those ridiculous hours I went to work, saved the world, picked-up the little girls, plowed through homework, reading, spelling, dinner, gymnastics, and grocery shopping (while the little girls were in gymnastics). Wait, let me … More Wife. (Or. The. Amazing. Kreskin.) Wanted.
Oh you know the rest…don’t pretend you don’t. So today’s title even makes me a little nauseous. I’m not in a habit of a) quoting James Taylor…there’s nothing wrong with James Taylor, I grew up listening to him by way of my Mom’s record collection (I mean come on…”Fire and Rain?” Forget about it.), but … More Shower. The. People…
Earlier today I was standing in my office thinking ‘I am f-cking OUT of here. DONE.’ It’s amazing how quickly you can revert to the “fight or flight” mentality if you’ve been there before. My husband had just sent me a few really angry texts (didn’t we just talk about this yesterday???) and it took … More Relapse.
Last night we got an email from our tax guy. It was not a good email. In fact, it was a completely unexpected horribly awful email. Apparently, the government believes we should give them a small fortune this year. The email came just as we were finishing homework, throwing the little girls into the shower, … More Perspective. And. The. Man.
When my husband proposed we were in Vegas (one of our happiest of happy places). We had just seen a Cirque du Soleil show and were on the outdoor patio of the Picasso restaurant in the Bellagio hotel. We were lucky enough to snag a table facing the fountains. When the fountain show started after … More Spit. It. Out.
So one of my girlfriends has recently re-entered the dating scene. She’s met a couple men who have been worthwhile but after a few dates she’s finding that she’s doing all the work. I was talking to her yesterday about a man she’d been dating for about a month and she was saying “if there’s … More Come. To. Jesus.
So…there are times that I am…umm…unobservant. My husband could tell several stories that go something like this: I get home from somewhere. Husband: What do you think?! Me: What do I think about what? Husband: The yard? Me: (Straining to look out the window to figure out what on earth he’s talking about) You mowed … More Tap-tap. Is. This. Thing. On.
So lately I’ve been doing a lot of thinking about the saying “a rising tide lifts all boats.” I’ve used it in business when discussing the need to diversify the nonprofits/community organizations with whom corporations partner. Typically corporations will think that adding another community partner into their mix will harm the nonprofits with whom they’ve … More A. Rising. Tide.
Yes, that is a Michael Jackson reference. And yes, that is Bobby Brown‘s “Roni” playing in the background as I type this post. I am suffering from a serious case of nostalgia today. I don’t know what the deal is but I’ve decided to go with it. The only other option would be to shut … More Remember. The. Time.