Settle down there.  It's just a creative title.  

I'm supposed to be re-typing two stories for the grade two class.  The kids write these little stories and they get sent off to volunteer typists (moms) who use templates to type them up and print them out and send them back.   Apparently when I typed one of them out I missed a period on the final sentence for the author's biography.  

So instead of being "She is 7."  it said "She is 7"  

See?  

See the part where there's no period after the 7?

Since this was such a glaring error the whole manuscript (all 3 pages) was sent back to me so I could correct it - I could correct it with a flipping magic marker but the editor (also a volunteer mom) has circled the spot where the period should go and written "No Period" in blue ink.   I could have saved the whole thing with a dot....but now I have to re-type the whole manuscript (all three pages).  

I had planned to write a big philosophical diary about my daughter turning 10 tomorrow.  It was going to be full of sweet memories of the last 10 years and our adventure together (well...actually just the last 9 years since her first year was a hellish nightmare that no one wants to relive).  I was going to go on about how proud I am of her and what a remarkable young lady she is becoming.  That she is a sparkling jewel in the world and that one day everyone will bask in the glow that is her...hmmmm...lost my train of thought there...

For many years now I've been a stay at home mom.  It wasn't my fault.  It just kind of happened.   Due to my stay at home mom status the whole "feeding the family" thing fell to me.   This was really not a good thing.   Not a good thing at all.   Although I do have several credits in Family Studies from High School I was never Mrs Moulder's favourite student.    And while the skills I learned in high school have served me at times - apparently food shouldn't all be the same colour on the plate and hockey puck is not a real "doneness" for steak - I still suck as a cook.   But the worst part of not being skillful in the kitchen is the fact that I have to make dinner every night.  Every Night...

My children take swimming lessons at the local YMCA.   I like the YMCA because it's full of regular people (well, tonight it was full of high school students - who in their right mind works out in lingerie?) fit people, kids, women, men, morbidly obese people...people who ought to look into electrolysis, people who knew Queen Victoria when she used to rock and roll...lots of people.   The kids have to take swimming lessons - it's the one thing I will not budge on.   I'll always pay for swimming lessons over whatever other activity they might want to do...let's face it, no one ever died from not knowing how to pirouette.  

This is a fun thread. I think I have to pull out Ground Hog Day tonight! -Elisa

I'm so damned depressed and stressed and willing to go and find something high to jump off.  So, in order to avoid that and the mess that would occur I have decided to have a Feel Good Movie Festival.  Not necessarily comedies but movies that leave you feeling great afterwards.  

I'll start after my big certification thingy tomorrow (and try to work it around the birthday party #2 is going to and the cookie selling thing that #1 has to do and #3's addiction to Lego Star Wars on the Game Boy...)and go till I feel better about things.

Hey...how's it going, eh?  

We've been growing and growing and growing and while we don't seem to have intro diaries going up as fast as we did I know we've got plenty of new people around.  I thought perhaps it would be a good time for people to do a small intro post just so we can welcome new folks and make some connections.  Share as much or as little as you feel comfortable sharing or just say "hi!" to let us know you're still alive - we're mothers, we worry if we don't hear from you...

Scott Feschuk is a hysterically funny political writer in Canada - during the last Canadian election he was a blogger for the Liberal Party of Canada and provided much needed insight into the goings on of the soon to be ex-prime minister and his campaign travels.    

Here he sums up the Republican Party's platform rather nicely.   Link to the full story at the bottom.  

I'm not skilled enough to put it in a big grey box though...so I'm using quotation marks.   Enjoy!

It occured to me tonight as I was opening a can of Campbell's Cream of (probably) Brocolli soup and burning some bacon and wrecking some grilled cheese sandwiches that I am the worst cook in the world.   I don't even have an excuse for it.  I am a stay at home mom so I'm not rushing home and trying to hit the grocery store on my way home from work or anything.  I could take my toddler and live at the effing grocery store if I wanted.  I could spend tons of time looking at cool recipes and finding new and interesting ways to satisfy my family's mealtime needs.   I could meal plan.  I could do the big batch and freeze method. I could wig out on every recipe in every cookbook on the planet. But I don't.

Hey!

I wanted to do a proper introduction because it seemed rude to just jump in (okay, so I already jumped in but it was nagging at me).  

I am a short, fat, Canadian mother of three currently living in Central Texas and about to move to Upstate New York.  

I found this site off of the like on Daily Kos and I'm thrilled that such a place exists.  It looks wonderful and I'm really looking forward to seeing it grow.