Category: family

  • MoT

    MoT

    My baby turned thirteen yesterday. My Eldest will be 20 in January. Four children in a span of 6 1/2 years, is it any wonder I still can’t wrap my head around how big they have gotten? I spent half a lifetime, it seemed, with babies in diapers, or toddlers, but now they are taller…

  • Quilt

    Quilt

    Since this posted prematurely… I found a treasure today. I almost didn’t buy it – I wasn’t looking for a quilt, and right now we don’t need one for comfortable sleeping. But then I stopped, took a closer look at the stitching, and bundled it up in my arms. It wasn’t until I got it…

  • College, Young’Uns, and Ugly Reality Redux

    College, Young’Uns, and Ugly Reality Redux

    Wolfie read back over his post from Sunday, and sent me a bit more. He had thought he’d do it as a comment, but I’m glad he didn’t! It’s long, but thorough and worth reading.  For my adoptive brother-in-spirit, thanks!  Wolfie here. Cedar was sitting very hard on the urge to snark at that there…

  • College, Young’Uns and Ugly Reality

    College, Young’Uns and Ugly Reality

    I was sitting in a college orientation listening to the ‘rah-rah’ which was literal, in this case, and I’d commented on social media I was having trouble not making snarky comments. Partly because I graduated not-that-long-ago and I’m maaaybee a bit cynical about these college officials and what they say to parents versus how they…

  • Cul de Sacs, Chickens, and Potholes

    Cul de Sacs, Chickens, and Potholes

    When we picked out the house we would eventually buy, I only paid superficial attention to the neighborhood. Actually, our primary concern with it was that the house we were buying was on the high end of value for the area and might not appraise at the asking price. Obviously, as we’re living in it…

  • Overwhelmed with Blessings

    Overwhelmed with Blessings

    There are times you need to sit down and count them up, because it’s been simply overwhelming here at the Nut House, and I’ve been more focused on navigating my way through – and making sure my family is as stable as my hands can make them in their passage as well. The power of…

  • I can Haz Desk

    I can Haz Desk

    Yes, I’m speaking in Lolcat. I’m tired, and that’s about the speed my brain is operating at. Also, I’m working out the kinks, as it were, of the new desk and it’s not… not quite right. I’m seeing the potential in it, though, and that’s pretty cool. It’s all part of the new house, the…

  • The Gas Lamp is Lit

    The Gas Lamp is Lit

    As I was pulling away from the house today, I realized that I had a glaring orange eye of shame regarding me on my dashboard. I was low on fuel. The bad thing was, not only had the light been on since the night before, when I had completely forgotten it and driven home in…

  • Welcome to the Nut House

    Welcome to the Nut House

    We had an unexpected surprise this morning. While I was at work (yay… dripping sarcasm there) I got a text from the First Reader. “They brought us the keys.” At which point it’s a good thing I was alone in the lab, because there was definitely a Squee! out loud. We were not supposed to…

  • Boys to Men: A Book List

    Boys to Men: A Book List

    This list was born out of the list I curated last week, it’s just taken me some time to get my act together and publish this one. This is, as all my lists are, a crowd-sourced list. I posted the question on social media, and took the recommended books to create the list. It’s far…

  • Update(ish)

    Update(ish)

    I’m alive. We’re all alive, and everyone’s good. Well, ok, for values of good – the First Reader and I are working more than we’d like, and the Ginja Ninja is nursing a double ear infection. But hey! we’re making money, and she has 5 weeks to graduation from high school.   Anyway, full steam…

  • It’s Fine

    It’s Fine

    I texted the Ginja Ninja this morning, to remind her about a few things that needed doing around the house. The Junior Mad Scientist is home (woo-hoo!) for her ‘spring break’ from her homeschooling year with Grandma, and I know the girls would probably rather chat than work. Tomorrow the GN goes back to regular…