I love my kids, I just hate parenting
I’m still adjusting to my new environment. But no matter how different it is, there are always little things that indicate at least a bit of common ground. Things that reminds me that I’m not alone. And maybe we can get along. Like a bar that serves good beer. Or a bar that plays theRead more about What Country Do You Think This Is?[…]
You may have noticed that the blog has been a bit quiet lately. That’s because my life has been so loud.
The past few weeks have seen me, Mom and Buried, Detective Munch finally make the dreaded highly anticipated move down to Raleigh, North Carolina. First our bodies, then our belongings made their way below the Mason-Dixon.
We aren’t even close to settled-in, and so I have hardly been able to begin dealing with the culture shock that comes with a move from the northeast to the midsouth.
Especially since I was already forced to visit the DMV.
This week on Blogger Idol, everyone gets a car!
Not really, but it’s almost as generous.
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On Tuesday I wrote about the possibility of hitting my son.
Mostly because, lately, he won’t seem to stop hitting me!
So for this week’s assignment, I was paired with Martinis and Minivans, a similarly-minded blogger who writes about how her kids drive her to drink.
I only have one kid, and I’ve basically been drunk since he was born, so we made a good team.
Unfortunately the judges didn’t think so.
That’s where you come in.