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This was not a usual morning. I don’t normally go to the grocery store on Monday morning. I don’t normally buy doughnuts and sit in the grocery cafe for a few minutes before preschool drop-off. And I certainly don’t usually notice a man like this.

He sat alone, perched on the edge of his chair, uncomfortable, perhaps. His glasses were grimy and his clothes were dirty. I glance over at him and saw a tentative blink, almost a half-sleep before he opened his eyes…

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There it was. Lurking. You know, that stuff that lives in the bottom shelf of your refrigerator. Behind the week-old leftovers and the month-old orphan hot dog, lurks the most mysterious of fridge-dwelling creatures.



If you hadn't moved the fridge in yourself, you would swear the last homeowners must have left it there. When did I need hoisen sauce and red curry paste? Why did I buy a gallon-sized jar of roasted red peppers and capers? And what in the name of organic chemistry is… Continue

Quick! Sharpen your pencil for a Motherhood SAT question:

Ironman is to Exercise as Costco is to _______________?

Answer: mother with three children under six in tow.



Preparing for a trip to Costco with three kids is not for the faint of heart. Physical strength, emotional stamina, and mental insanity are prerequisites. Expect sweat and tears. From the kids, too.



I traveled to Costco on Friday to pick up a couple (hundred pounds) of groceries, three kids in tow.… Continue

If you break your mom bone, can you get treatment?



Two weeks ago I spent the entire work week at a "Substance Abuse & Society" class back at my ol' alma mater, William and Mary. Each morning I left the house around 7am, drove an hour to Williamsburg, and then made it back home around 6pm. Now, in my guesstimation, I assumed I would miss the kids by Tuesday afternoon.



Tuesday and Wednesday came and went.



On Wednesday afternoon, as I sipped my hot coffee while… Continue

I just left my oldest (as in, I've known her the longest), and dearest friend Christy's house. She lives in Colorado Springs and I had the wonderful gift of a three-day visit with her, her new baby Nicole (yep, isn't that cool!!), and her mother. We had such a great time just being in the new-baby stage together. Christy's sweet husband is deployed to Iraq so she's going at the new-momma thing all alone. And she's handling it beautifully!



Nicole can be a bit, ahem, sensitive. Each… Continue