Day 5 of my captivity….

The jailer is in a good mood, probably because her form of torture is so very entertaining to her.  I did try to wrestle her away from the torture device only to lose. I can feel my brain slowly oozing out one ear.  I don’t know how much longer I can last…. Maura’s still sick. …

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No rest for the wicked

I had a lovely birthday week last week, with friends and wine and desserts and french toast and a pomegranate – but all that ended Friday afternoon.  That’s when I went from totally relaxed and feeling zen about life to Super Spidey Senses, Alert! Of course it had to do with Maura. Friday afternoon, I…

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Behind the disheveled curtain

…or that period of time when my house was a holy mess… Today, I read a post from a dad about how he had blamed his wife for their messy house, then was enlightened.  You see more of these articles lately, menfolk backing up what the stay-at-home mom does. In a way, it’s sad they…

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