Tales of a Grocery Gladiator

I never used to shop at this particular grocery store. When the kids were little, and as likely as not to pull themselves out of the cart and land on their heads, bolt out the door while I’m rifling for my wallet, or surreptitiously sneak a Snickers off the rack, it was just too much […]

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A Girl and Her Ride

Once, when teenaged Jack was little, I had him strapped to my chest in one of those forward-facing baby carriers while I tried to work, and someone remarked that they’d heard a theory that babies think they’re appendages of their mothers’, at least until they’re mobile. It’s sounds hokey to me now, but at the time, […]

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May is the new December

About this time a couple years ago, I made what I thought was a funny, innocuous comment, and an instant enemy of the school librarian. Actually, probably the whole elementary school faculty and staff. I was a chaperone one of Colin’s field trips to a neighboring town. It’s a relic of the Civil War-era Boise Basin […]

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Family Farmer’s Market Fiasco

Saturday I woke the kids with an invitation to the farmer’s market and a bribe of donuts. Usually these Saturday morning trips are a date thing with Mike and me. We’re up before anyone else (pretty much any time before noon, so don’t be impressed) and heading downtown on bikes. On this morning, Mike had something else […]

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Baby Daddy and the Sitter Dog

This was the week for sugar babies at Colin’s school: when sixth graders manage a budget and haul around a five-pound sack of sugar as though it’s a real baby. Which meant last weekend was probably when other sixth-grader families collected their requisite five pound bags, wrapped them with decorative duct tape to help prevent […]

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Beer Girl, Wine State

(This could be called something more clever, like The Blog in Which I Out Myself as one of the few non-wine drinkers among moms, writers and social media mavens, but that’s one of those titles that’s going to mess with my SEO in ways I’d prefer not to). I know there is an etiquette to wine tasting, and […]

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The dog ate my homework

I couldn’t remember what I was saying. I turned to the screen, but there weren’t any words. bark, bark, bark-bark, bark I thought I’d had bullet points on this slide. Did I bring the wrong slides? bark-bark, bark I turned back to the group, I’d lost their attention. Some were staring at their phones. One […]

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