life
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I Had No Idea
As a kid, you must have imagined what it was like to be an adult. Now that you’re a grownup (or becoming one), how far off was your idea of adult life? This prompt from a few weeks ago made me laugh out loud. My vision was WAY off! My son recently exclaimed that when… Continue reading
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What a PCS Move Feels Like
A PCS move, or military transfer, is a common thread for us active duty folks. Moving every 2-3 years for many of us, is simply part of the deal. There are those few lucky ones that may get to stay in one place for a couple of tours consecutively, but that isn’t how it goes… Continue reading
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Big Time Small Town
As a mother of military kiddos, I often marvel at the idea of living in a small town, putting down roots, and having them grow up from kindergarten through 12th grade in the same school district. Does anyone do that anymore? It seems like it would be idyllic in some ways, a nice idea, but… Continue reading
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It’s Here!
It’s moving day! Or, rather, days – as is plural. Who moves in just one day? I’d like to meet them…and take notes! It’s a sea of boxes around here, tent is pitched in the back yard, and PCS season has arrived! We are camping out in the back yard this time around. It’s great… Continue reading
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Spiking My Coffee
There are days. And then there are those kind of days. Slightly drowsy from last night’s cold medicine, I was suddenly jolted awake as the warm pee seeped onto my side of the bed. “Gonna be a good day!” I thought to myself. “Cause it can only get better from here!” Ever the Positive Polly, I loaded… Continue reading
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What I Do All Day
Oh boy. Here we go. Before I fan the flames of the so-called mommy-wars (which is the most ridiculous moniker), let me preface by saying it is not my intention to say working moms are better/worse than work from home moms, or vice versa. Being a mom is hard, period, regardless of how one goes… Continue reading
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Music…and a New Adventure
For the past month or so, I’ve been slightly freaking out. Going about the daily routines; taking care of minions, grocery shopping, laundry, etc., but just underneath the surface: freak out central. Not life or death freak out, but first-job-in-six-years kind of freak out. I accepted the spin instructor position at a local gym and… Continue reading
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The Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day(s)
I suppose that’s a tad dramatic, but – well, I’ll just get right into it. Wednesday morning we wake up and the kids are just having a morning. One of those mornings. Everything is a struggle. “I don’t wanna brush my teeth!” “I don’t wanna go to school!” “I don’t wanna eat!” “I don’t wanna!… Continue reading
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Field Trip
My kids’ first field trip was yesterday, and I volunteered to drive and chaperone! Yay Super Mom! Normally for such a first, I would have gotten out of bed a touch earlier, had a hearty breakfast with the kids – similar to this: Instead of the turkey, perhaps a bowl of oats and bananas or… Continue reading
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