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.
For the second Zombie Post, I’ve chosen another one from before my son was born more than two years ago. The possibility of relocation was on my mind then, because a kid was about to arrive and, as a child of the suburbs, raising my son in New York City never seemed ideal. So IRead more about Zombie Post: Relocation Revisitation[…]