This past weekend, 38 communities in the Boston metropolitan areas were hit with a boil water advisory.  The reason is too complicated to explain, but the outcome was a full out “aquapocolypse”.  You couldn’t drink or brush your teeth with the water, but you could bathe and put out fires with it.  That’s refreshingly straightforward, right?  Not for this mom, who lives comfortably in her suburb, where she is relatively unscathed by natural disasters. The call came in while I (...Read More)

I have decided that, while perfection was something I once strived for, now being marginal is about all I can muster.  It seems that regardless of how hard I try, I’m going to continue to make the same mistakes, and I need to just get used to them and all the clean-up that goes with it. So now, in what I am considering a public service, I am going to put some of my more recent failings on the line, (...Read More)

There are times where one must leave the hubby in charge.  But, inevitably that means that some learned behavior is going to have to be eradicated.  Spicy Girls love of Farmville was the result of an afternoon with Daddy when Mommy went to get a mani-pedi.  Her ability to sing the latest Lady Gaga tune came after a Saturday morning drive with Daddy listening to the latest pop music count down in between errands.   These may not seem like (...Read More)

Spicy Girl could talk a dog off of a meat truck.  She talks.  All of the time.  She talks to her “guys” (her various stuffed animals, dolls and figurines), and propels them through adventures that involve running, swimming and climbing.  She talks to herself as she plays in her room narrating her way through diapering her babies or walking her puppies.  She talks as she … well, you get the picture. While I am known for my own ability to (...Read More)