My dad smoked three packs of unfiltered cigarettes a day. Ashtrays were filled with squashed butts, walls were yellowed and everything smelled like smoke. Newspapers were kept in stacks for months, not because we recycled, but because they might serve some purpose in the future. He did the same with anything and everything plastic. MargarineContinue reading “Vacuuming Firewood”
Monthly Archives: June 2011
The Helicopter vs. the Bungee-Jumper
My 10 ½-year-old daughter just went on her first real trip away from home without family. She had the opportunity to go to the beach with a friend from school. I fought all of my over-protective instincts, and I let her go. I wasn’t too worried about her safety – the people she was goingContinue reading “The Helicopter vs. the Bungee-Jumper”
Running With the Bulls
I was trudging along about four miles into my race: I can do this. I feel great. Less than nine miles to go. I did nine the other day. I’ve done ten a few times. Oh my God… I’ve never gone more than ten. The first time I did that, a couple of my toenailsContinue reading “Running With the Bulls”
Confessions of a Target Mom 