Prom Nightmare
Pop quiz: your stepson tells you Monday he needs prom ticket money. The prom is Friday. There's nothing in the budget. His dad wants to say yes. You have to be the bad guy. Again.
Drinking the Haterade
On gentle parenting manifestos, blended family reality, and why lofty parenting ideals don't survive contact with an actual preteen.
The Bentleys, the Hummers, the Benz
Jersey parking lots looked like a European car dealership in 2012. On keeping up with the Joneses and why I'd rather invest in my house than my driveway.
Irrational Fears…
Today I experienced what could only be described as irrational fear.Why? Because I had a dental appointment for a root canal. I have needed a root canal for over three years, but thanks to the stank dentist I was visiting in Virginia and the ludicrous co-pay demanded of me (thanks to our crappy military dental coverage) I was not able to afford one until today.
Facebook is so Yesteryear
I spent three years watching Facebook drama explode around a Navy discharge and a family readiness group coup. Then I defriended everyone involved. Very happily.
