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I haven’t talked much about it, because I’ve been terrified that things will fall through, but… We seem to be on track for a (local) move the first week of April. Jeff and I love the new house, the new neighborhood, the new yard, the new school, the new everything and are anxious to get [...]
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You know that old memory game? The one where each player adds an item to the end of the list, but first has to recite every one mentioned before?
Well, I have a big beef with it. If a person remembers every damn item on the imaginary shopping list, shouldn’t they be deemed successful in the [...]
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1. Is it possible to come out of a blizzard happily married?
2. Will any of my children still be smiling in 3 days?
4. Can we survive until Tuesday or Wednesday with the contents of our fridge?
4. Is there any reason to limit TV when you’re stuck in the house for foreseeable future?
5. Will the snow [...]
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Jeff and I are having a disagreement.
It’s heated.
It’s intense.
It’s ugly.
I need input from my dear readers.
Please, it’s vital.
Preferred celebrity reconciliation:
Jessica & Nick
or
Justin & Britney.
It’s obvious, right…?
Go.
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Though I try very hard not to judge my husband’s fathering*, sometimes it can be damn near impossible. I do realize, of course, that I’m not a perfect parent. Hardly. I’m just more perfect, most of the time. For example, I would never have thought mowing the lawn in flip flops while wearing my second [...]
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My husband is the single least selfish person I know. He is ridiculously generous and thoughtful to everyone he knows. It’s actually quite unbelievable. Except, when it comes to ice cream. Where frozen confection is concerned, he’s one selfish mother fucker.
Let’s begin with the box: Rather than soften ice cream on the counter like a [...]
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Dear wench spewing out directions from inside my husband’s dashboard,
What the hell did I ever do to you? What made you think that the night after a funeral and burial, one day after a ten plus hour drive to get there, we’d feel like trekking through the scenic route of rural Connecticut? Because we certainly [...]
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I’m sure every couple battles over the remote control. Every pair of roommates or families living under the same roof, for that matter…it’s inevitable. Here, it’s not so much the issue of control, but rather technique. Since I am usually glued to the computer blogging once the kids are tucked into bed, Jeff mostly gets [...]
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As Lily approached her first birthday, we were struggling to make our mortgage payments and the reality of being a stay home mom was quickly becoming an impossibility. Our house was filled with tension as the days went by and our credit card debt climbed. I perused the help wanted ads with tears in my [...]
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Jeff and I were discussing how different the big kids are with the two of us (innocent angels for him and raging terrors for me.) Since he’s been traveling so much for work, he’s really taken the role of good time dad. On the weekends, he’s the one who takes them to the zoo, to [...]
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**This post is guest-authored by Scary Mommy’s oft-maligned, sometimes misunderstood hubby, Grateful Daddy
“The man who thinks his wife, his baby, his house, his horse, his dog, and himself severely unequalled, is almost sure to be a good-humored person.”
—Oliver Wendell Homes
I am a person of great want. Unfortunately, this malady, which ranges from the extravagant to [...]
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