So That Happened

I have neglected this blog for too long. It’s not that nothing has happened. Too much has happened. Too many entirely blog-worthy things. It’s the words that didn’t happen. It’s not you. It’s me.
Here are the highlights, so to speak, in mostly chronological order:

I went back to Weight Watchers. On-line only this time. Much to [...]

Now: Old Patterns Die Hard

It’s the same every time Mr C takes a work trip. I plan to be in bed by 10pm every.single.night. And it never fails. Midnight comes and goes, and I’m still trying to get things done. Every trip I swear will be different, and it’s always the same.
So here I am, 11:55pm. I still need [...]

My Son, Tryer of New Things

Those who are acquainted with Oliver need to stop laughing at that title. I know he’s not exactly Mr Adventure. Cautious, he is. But yesterday he threw caution to the wind and spit on it. With the wind, of course. His mother has listened to enough Jim Croce that not spitting into the wind is [...]

not what I signed up for

My blog is about as close as you want to get to me right now. When it rains, it pours. Let’s just say there are flood warnings in my vicinity. If I were the Mon Wharf, there would be no parking for months.

It all started last Thursday when CD informed me he’d have to work [...]

cat and mouse

My name is Kim and I have a little shopping problem. When CD takes his leave of the family I have a tendency to kick up the on-line shopping. In truth, it starts a few days before he departs. It’s not like doesn’t know what I am up to. He sees (and pays) the credit [...]

like, you know, better than losing

The Super Bowl seems like a good reason to get back to blogging. It was ugly and a nail-biter, but in typical Steeler fashion, they got the job done in the end. And as classy a guy as Mike Tomlin is, there was a fair bit of less than classy behavior on the field. James [...]

signs of strain

It’s been interesting to watch the evolution of Oliver’s behavior and how he deals with CD’s travel schedule. The older he gets, the more aware he is of his world, the harder it is for him to deal with this sort of disruption. Case in point, he will be in the middle of a happy [...]

is it bad if I can’t feel my ass?

I hurt. Every square inch of me hurts. Okay, maybe one eyebrow feels normal, but the rest of me hurts. Like an idiot, I celebrated day one of twelve as a single parent by going to a spinning class at lunch time. It seemed like such a good idea at the time. Weigh in at [...]

widow no more

I’ve been referring to myself as a WWDC widow this week. No more. CD is home. He took the bus in from the airport and I fetched him at the stop rather than making him board a second bus that would take him steps from our street. The pouring rain made the decision easier.

I took [...]

two more sleeps, if I’m lucky

When CD is away, I help Oliver keep track of when Daddy returns by saying, “x sleeps before Daddy comes home.” For example, it’s Thursday and CD comes back Saturday. Two more sleeps. I have been doing it for a while now, at least a year, but never had any indication that it was helping [...]