The title may indicate an action-packed weekend in our household but, just like Ian Dury’s notorious lyrics, it’s been a lot tamer than it sounds.
Sex: Youngest Child has a new lady friend, one whom he ‘stole’ from one of his best friends. Lots of junior high drama followed, of course, which I have heard about in great gory detail. I was even asked for advice, which is so outside of my current parenting parameters it’s not funny. Neither OC nor MC would EVER discuss such details with me; indeed would squirm at any topic that vaguely touches on sex or relationships. Read more…
On International Women’s Day, this goes out to all women everywhere. Even if you’re not juggling mothers, you will be juggling. Because you’re women.
Women have strengths that amaze men….
They bear hardships and they carry burdens, hold happiness, love and joy.
They smile when they want to scream.
They sing when they want to cry.
They cry when they are happy and laugh when they are nervous.
They fight for what they believe in..
They stand up to injustice.
They don’t take “no” for an answer when they believe there is a better solution.
They go without so their family can have.
They go to the doctor with a frightened friend.
They love unconditionally.
They cry when their children excel and cheer when their friends get awards.
They are happy when they hear about a birth or a wedding.
Their hearts break when a friend dies.
They grieve at the loss of a family member, yet they are strong when they think there is no strength left.
They know that a hug and a kiss can heal a broken heart.
Women come in all shapes, sizes and colors.
They’ll drive, fly, walk, run or e-mail you to show how much they care about you.
The heart of a woman is what makes the world keep turning.
They bring joy, hope and love.
They have compassion and ideas.
They give moral support to their family and friends.
Women have vital things to say and everything to give.
HOWEVER, IF THERE IS ONE FLAW IN WOMEN, IT IS THAT THEY FORGET THEIR WORTH.
Always remember yours.
Ha Ha, I LOVE it when one of my teens manages to get gently busted all by himself! This morning, at around 9:45am as I was sitting working at home, Middle Child suddenly appeared. He was clearly shocked to see me there. Read more…
Here is a little Wednesday smile for anyone who is prone to noticeable monthly mood swings…. something I do notice a little more of as I get older. When I received this email from a friend the other day, I just about fell off my chair.
“A study conducted by the University’s Department of Psychiatry has revealed that the kind of face a woman finds attractive on a man can differ depending on where she is in her menstrual cycle.
For example: If she is ovulating, she is attracted to men with rugged and masculine features. However, if she is menstruating, or menopausal, she tends to be more attracted to a man with a spear lodged in his chest and tape over his mouth while he is on fire.
No further studies are expected.”
I have watched Andy Rooney’s curmudgeonly essays for years, coming as they do at the end of 60 Minutes, one of television’s more intelligent offerings. It was hard enough to believe, a month ago, that he was finally retiring at the age of 92, but even harder to believe, yesterday, that this larger-than-life character has passed away. It seemed like his particular brand of wry, stubborn, opinionated ranting could just never be stopped.
Andy targeted many aspects of everyday life, but one of my favourite dissertations of his was about us ‘women of a certain age’. As usual, he nailed it: Read more…
I always knew that one day I would walk in on one of my kids cuddling with a girl. And it finally happened. But it wasn’t the 17-year-old. It wasn’t even the 15-year-old. It was the 12-YEAR-OLD. My baby. On the couch, down in the basement, with a real, live girl.