So at 3 o’clock every afternoon, I walk down Wall Street to go pick up the kids from school. Today, being Wednesday, Scarlett gets dropped off at 4:20ish after Brownies, so I was looking forward to some quiet walking time with Tristan. Tristan is in Kindergarten, so his teacher brings the kids for release up to the audorium. Each of the three kindergarden classes have their own door and as…
Quite a few years ago, I gave up on NOT sleeping with the TV on all night. I use to make a huge point of taking the “I-have-no-function-but-for-the-sleep-timer” controller, and using the sleep timer, since Rye HAD to have the TV on to sleep, but I hated to wake up at 3 am to an infomercial. Eventually, I lost both the battle, the clicker and lost the light sleeping that…
I bet you take for granted that small luxury, but I have been resigned to tepid sponge baths and lukewarm shallow tubs for the last three months after the Great Arm Break. I manage to take care of business, but it is exhausting, slow going, and I never quite feel so fresh. But last night, Rye and I took off the bulky fiberglass cast. Prompted by our very dwindling financial…