Monthly Archives: February 2011

The Chieftain Hits Three. Three Hits Back.(child post)

The Chieftain turns 3 next week. And until today I thought I knew what his temper tantrums were like. Clearly, I was on crack, because OMFG today, at speech therapy, his penultimate one before he starts PRESCHOOL NEXT WEEK, he had a 45 minute tantrum. Forty.  Five.  Minutes.  People. Of kicking, crying, rolling on the […]

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Keep Calm And Carry On

If I ever get a tattoo, that’s the one that will be visible to me. I wrote it on the back of my hand last week during a panic attack – one of the long ones that lasted for a good 4-5 hours – and it helped me to breathe and try and be all […]

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No More Teachers (child post)

Early Ed called me today to set up an exit interview for the Chieftain. Next month he turns 3 – THREE – can you believe it?? Anyway, at 3 he transitions into the school district which means kindergarten and preschool (remember when kindergarten was preschool?) and new speech therapists.  There is a preschool a minute’s […]

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The Ice Cream Experiment (child post)

We were poor when I was growing up and treats were exactly that, treats. They were never withheld, when we had cookies or soda we ate or drank them, but we didn’t have them often when we were living on the mountain without electricity or running water. And after we moved to town, well, we […]

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Time To Write: Mind Goes Blank

Seriously, what the hell is up with that? I had a BRILLIANT SUBJECT to talk about, and can I remember wtf it was now? No. Of course not. Le sigh. ~*~ In other news, our snowblower is still broke. As one can imagine with the recent snow falls, this has been less than enthralling. Mr […]

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Panic! In the homestead.

My last post? I apologized for losing my shit and things are better now. There are still base issues – which, me being me, haven’t been discussed – but things are better. Sometimes I forget that I have to just get the fuck on with shit, y’know? At the end of the day, no one […]

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