Well, we had a rough start to our Friday morning seeing as how I got a total of about 3 hours sleep because our little one seems to have come down with a nasty cough/cold. The good news was, he slept until 11 am! The bad news, I was to worried about waking him up, [...]
Ever have one of those days where the kitchen was the last place you want to be? Yup, I had one of those on Thursday. I avoided it all morning in lieu of getting my laundry done and then my kiddo decided he did not need a nap and that blew my whole afternoon. Because [...]
Like Mother, Like Daughter. We are a family who live in Central Massachusetts. My husband is a Boston Irish Catholic from a big family. His upbringing was smack dab in the middle of respectable Catholic America, not untinged by 60s unrest.
I am about as different from him as you can get: I’m an only child, my parents are divorced, my father was an immigrant from Egypt, I was raised on the cutting edge of the feminist/relativist/sexual self-fulfillment/diversity revolution. My upbringing was smack dab in the middle of 70s hippie snotty know-it-all America, not untinged by anomie.
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