There was a time, after the first kid came almost 15 years ago, when I would have been willing and ready to move out into the country.
Get some property. A proper garden. Peace and quiet. A place to let the kids roam free…a pool…drive a truck.
For various reasons this didn’t happen.
Today, he’s ready, but I no longer am. There are many, many reasons I won’t bore you with.
But I digress.
What I actually wanted to talk about was trucks. Continue reading “Out and about on a Family Day holiday”
I think there’s something wrong with my brain.
Wednesday came and for the most part it was just a regular day. Until the new car was stolen.
Except, that’s not what happened.
Continue reading “Panicking about a ridiculous situation: momlife”
Sometimes it feels like I’m moonlighting at a prison. That’s how many keys I have on my key ring.
There’s my three keys for the house. And the three keys for my parents house. And the key for the dog’s house that I sometimes sit. And the two car keys, with one of them having a separate car door opener beeper thingy. And because the van key automatic door opener beeper thingy is not working I had an extra key on the ring, as well. AND, a separate house door key on a separate ring with a key chain in the shape of a hockey puck (because that’s just the way the cookie crumbles in this house).
My partner’s key ring has four keys on it. Continue reading “Keys”