Last weekend the sun was pretty warm against the east facing terrace so I placed the guinea pigs outside against the heated wall for an hour, to give them a break from their cage.
I came across this term the other day which I thought was a remarkably accurate description of what normal family life is like for many of us.
All day you’re bombarded by the slings and arrows of daily life. It’s kind of what it feels like, sometimes, right?
You’re going about your routine, you carve out a little space for a bit of personal time, you adjust and adapt to whatever demands external factors dish out and at the end of the day you sink into bed and wonder, what did you accomplish today?
Here’s my answer:
If no one is dead, in jail, or, if they’re lucky, grounded, then it was a good day. 🙄
So guess what?
I’m not complaining today. 🙂
I’m so stressed.
Also I quit parenting teens.
Just so you know.
Here’s what I need: a writing retreat in a beautiful city where I can write, people watch, be inspired, do my thing.
Where should I go? And who wants to foot the bill? 🙄
This post is part of a series. You can read part 1 here.
The other day was the Super Bowl in America. This is probably the only time I watch American Football up here in my little corner of southern Canada. Not so much for the sport, but for all the hoopla. You know, the commercials (fun), the halftime show (meh), the ridiculous amount of fan fare over some players (ugh)… it’s entertaining to me.
The Weather Network on TV is having so! much! fun! with all of our weather woes here in North America at the moment. It’s quite amusing to sit on my couch with my coffee and watch them explain, over and over again, what to do and not to do because of the dangerous wind chills, and the snow, and the ice, and all the rest of it.
My kid tricked me today. 🙄
We’re in the midst of a lot of family time, right?
Everyone is home. Constantly.
And, this is the case for another week before school and work begins anew…
You know us bloggers are a special breed, right? Here we are, sharing our lives with each other, forming communities, liking and commenting on diverse topics and thereby broadening our perspectives regularly.
We are writers, all of us. But whether we admit it or not, we are also editors.
Well I’m digging out from under the Christmas debris, err, I mean Christmas gifts, and doing laundry.
Merry Christmas! Isn’t everyone doing chores today on Christmas Day? 🎄😉