Month: August 2011

Wordless Wednesday: Matchstick French toast edition

If you lived here, you’d be home now killing yourself now

We saw three more houses today. Total shitholes. This one is actually nice by comparison — it’s on the water, and it’s not stuck to another house. The search continues …

More, more, more!

Just an FYI: my toddler? Total genius and American Sign Language savant. During dinner at Darling Husband’s parents’ place on Friday night, he was being carried around by one of his aunts. They called me into the kitchen because he was “signing something.” I… Continue Reading “More, more, more!”

My Husband Rocks Friday

Dear Darling Husband, I can’t believe it’s gone. I could have seen us living there. I really could. We thought it was our house of dreams, but it wasn’t. Because even though it seemed perfect for us, the dollars and cents were not working… Continue Reading “My Husband Rocks Friday”

The neverending battle rages on between SAHMs and WMs … but where are all the WAHMs?

I spent some time last night reading a hot debate over on Mommyish.com. The subject? Do stay-at-home-moms actually “work” — as in, is it considered a job? The feathers biting comments were flying! This debate never seems to get old, when it comes to… Continue Reading “The neverending battle rages on between SAHMs and WMs … but where are all the WAHMs?”