We awoke to a glorious Italian sun. This was the day we were to board our cruise ship in Venice, and we were all excited. Lilly had fully recovered from the stomach virus that nearly got us thrown out of our last hotel, I purchased a map after our GPS sent us through the Italian…
Motherhood
Spring Break Odyssey: How I got punked by my GPS
The minivan came to a screeching halt. Lilly leapt out the side door and ran toward a patch of grass. Carsick, again. Unable to produce the boiling contents of her weak stomach, she stumbled back into the van. “Mom, how much longer?” she whined. “I hope not long, I just don’t know why the GPS…
Lord of the Houseflies
“That’s IT! If you people can’t cooperate, then THIS government is shutting down!” I shouted at my kids staring up at me from their dinner plates. They had no idea what I was talking about, but the federal government shutdown had been in the news lately. Besides, threatening the kids just felt good. Since my…
Dissecting the Teen
SCENE ONE: (Mom cheerfully sweeps kitchen floor. Front door opens. Brooding Teen in hooded sweatshirt enters. Without looking at Mom, Teen shuffles down hall toward bedroom.) MOM: (Hurriedly following.) “Hi Honey! How was school today?” TEEN: “Nghu.” MOM: “Hmm? What was that?” TEEN: “Nghoo.” MOM: “I’m sorry, Sweetie, but I couldn’t hear what you said….
What I believe about Hell and hand baskets