TToT – On the Mend
I was really prepared this week. I had my TToT drafted and pretty much ready to go on Friday morning already. FRIDAY MORNING, people! That never happens. I said to myself, “Self, you can post this quick later tonight. You need to grab your keys and get your butt out of here.” And then…stuff started…
TToT – By the Numbers, Sort Of
Well, it’s been quite a while, hasn’t it? I took an intentional week off for Holy Week and Easter and then all hell broke loose. It all started with some beautiful spring blooming…and pollen. Allergy season entered our lives in full force. So here we are, now three weeks, three head colds, one sinus…
TToT – A Full Spectrum of Thankfulness
I’ve had a colorful week. A full spectrum of things for which I am thankful. I’d love to show and tell you that I snagged a photo of every hue and every experience. But I did not. I was too busy soaking in the moments, living the moments. And truly, the color thing didn’t occur…
Sometimes I Feel Like Wonder Woman
Sometimes I feel like Wonder Woman. I feel like Wonder Woman because I do battle every day. You see, I have ADHD. I’ve had it all my life, even though I didn’t know it until I was well into adulthood. As it turns out, my daughter also has ADHD. And my husband. And I’m pretty sure at least…
TToT – A Week of Weird
This has been a weird and crazy week. For starters, our parenting efforts have included addressing the topics of clubs that include only certain people and exclude others, balls (yes, that kind), menstrual periods, why some men might prefer to dress as women, and why poems about knife-wielding gummy bears are not appropriate material for the…
TToT – A (Sick) Day of Rest
I don’t know if I’ve had the everlasting upper respiratory cold or several one right after another. Either way, I’ve been dealing with this nonsense since about New Year’s Day and I’ve had just about enough. I figure I’ll finally ditch the winter cold junk just in time for the spring allergy nonsense. I’m trying…
TToT – Catching Up, Transitions, and Change
I can’t help but think lately that life is a constant string of transitions. We spend most of our lives moving from one phase to another: from youth to adulthood, from school to work, from one relationship to another, from one job to another…our movement is constant and sure. That’s not to say that we…