When it Rains, it Pours

I started Monday out on such a high note, but as I sit on the sofa feel defeated, I just want to cry. My husband's car died last night and I don't know if it can be fixed, should be fixed, or just replaced. Unfortunately, it's not really a good time for us to be … Continue reading When it Rains, it Pours


Eyes in the Back of my Head

I will preface this story with a comment about lying. I detest lying. I don't like to lie to my kids, but sometimes I do it. Some truths are not appropriate to share at certain ages. It is sometimes easier to gloss over the truth a little or to conjure up a little white lie … Continue reading Eyes in the Back of my Head