Got the fever for the planting of a daisy | Message From The Archives 2008

Jun 4, 2008, 5:30 AM | From My Journal I love mornings like this. Gazing out the kitchen window, I spied the newly planted Gerber daisy in the flowerbed. Its green leaves reminded me of Romaine lettuce. It looked crisp and inviting. I was tempted to take the kitchen shears, snip a piece and give … Continue reading Got the fever for the planting of a daisy | Message From The Archives 2008

The procrastinated search for the perfect birthday gift | Message From The Archives 2008

Wed, May 28, 2008, 1:35 PM | From My Journal My mother-in-law's voice got loud. I turned to look while prying Craig's squiggly fingers off a book and placing it back on the display table. She was speaking to another customer while standing at the electronics checkout stand. "He sent us over here too." The … Continue reading The procrastinated search for the perfect birthday gift | Message From The Archives 2008

Synchronized family meltdown, parking lot style | Message From The Archives 2008

Tue, May 20, 2008, 11:26 AM | From My Journal The parked car bounced. Craig wiggled in his booster seat avoiding the seatbelt Jared was trying to latch. He let out a string of words, only partially understandable. Jared spoke back sternly. I turned around in the driver's chair and said, "Both of you quit … Continue reading Synchronized family meltdown, parking lot style | Message From The Archives 2008

Indiana Jared and the Raiders of the Lost Cause | Message From The Archives 2008

Thu, May 15, 2008, 9:52 PM | From My Journal Obstinate, this kid was obstinate. When Jared has his mind set it's pointless to push. He wouldn't budge, not anymore than the Hoover dam would budge if I pushed, kicked or wailed on it. I knew this, but I argued with him anyways. "It's taken … Continue reading Indiana Jared and the Raiders of the Lost Cause | Message From The Archives 2008

Nothing says vacation like puke and laundry | Message From The Archives 2008

Mon, Apr 28, 2008, 12:43 PM | From My Journal My snuffle-snore-filled dreams were invaded. Did someone just call my name? Smack, squinch, swipe: I rubbed the crust off my eyes and looked at the light-up baby monitor. Hmm, the red bars weren't flashing. If there was any noise, it'd show it. Silly brain, it was … Continue reading Nothing says vacation like puke and laundry | Message From The Archives 2008

A Mother of a Birth Story: part 7 | Message From The Archives 2009

November 17th, 2009 | From My Journal The magnesium didn’t hit like a Mac truck. Instead it wound lazily through my veins radiating warmth. OK, I could handle a flush of heat and a bit of weirdness. This wasn’t so bad. At 30-weeks pregnant and in antepartum with outrageously high blood pressure, I needed something … Continue reading A Mother of a Birth Story: part 7 | Message From The Archives 2009