I wrote a post a few months ago, Redeeming Men, talking about how my goal is to not screw my son up.

So, a friend of mine emailed me and said, “Do you know any good, kind, compassionate men? Your anger is coming out in your writing. It’s emotionally destructive to you.”

Duh. Hate that.

Angry writing on a women’s website. It’s just too easy. It reaches a certain audience, (other angry women for sure), but I have too much respect for my craft. I’m too ambitious.

Also, I just got bored. With the anger itself and with talking about the anger. It’s futile. …read more

At our Extended Family Christmas Eve Party on Wednesday we had a great time.

We did stockings and presents for the children.

Then sent them out to play with their goodies while the adults did a White Elephant Exchange and a game of Christmas Bingo.

No one liked the gifts we brought. Oh well.

Most sought after gifts included a lava lamp, a really tacky ugly phone in the shape of a golf bag, and a really nice set of frames. We scored a tool box and an emergency kit. We tried to score a box of batteries.

We spent our Christmas Day at home …read more

My mother-in-law produces an Annual Christmas Pageant and this year we took it to a nursing home to spread some joy.

Zack joined in the Angel Dance and it was so stinking CUTE!

I hope everyone is having a very Merry Christmas.

Last July when I went to San Francisco for Blogher’08 I stopped in a tourist shop and picked up some San Francisco Sour Dough Starter. I gave my mother a package and another to a friend.

I kept a package for myself and began following directions. It said to put the starter in a warm dark place for several hours. So, I figured the oven would be great.

My husband preheated the oven for some wings. Plastic bowl melted all in my Sour Dough Starter and my foray into fancy breadmaking was foiled.

Now, it’s probably not that complicated for Marye Audet who …read more

I was really glad I took the day off to go on this field trip. Look how much more fun school is than staying home with Mommy.

Zack put the camera down.

Seriously, give Mommy the camera right now.

Give. Me. That. Camera. Right. Now. Or You’re Going To Time OUT!

Photo Source: My 2year-old son Zack.

I shaved Zack’s head into a bitchen baby mohawk. It is so cute. He’s so broad and big and fat that when he gets mad he looks like he could kick your ass.
Actually, I had my mother-in-law do it. She kept trying to cut the sides short, hoping I wouldn’t make her shave it. I told her that made it look like a mullot which is just bad hair on anybody. I made her shave it. She said she doesn’t want to cut Zack’s hair anymore. I don’t know why she got so emotional about a little baby hair.
It’s a …read more