Motherwise Cracks

I don’t like walking into a packed gym mid-way into a game. It feels like all eyes are on you as you try to find where to sit or where your family/friends might be. I asked my husband to text me where he was in the gym so that I would know where to find [...]

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Lots of us moms are chopped liver. One would think that after a certain amount of time we would get used to it. Not me. Still burns. My daughter calls to say, in her “world-might-end” little way, that her driver side headlight went out and her tire is flat. Knowing that she has AAA, I [...]

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Do your kids groan at the mention of sex? When mine were younger, they had stronger stomachs (or didn’t have much of a clue yet) and I could broach the subject without ruining meals, their day, their life or whatever. Despite their gagging, it is something I bring up from time to time because they’re [...]

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Vive le difference – if you live in France. If you live in my house you had better wash the lights with the lights and keep the darks to their own cycle. I have been preaching this to my choir for eons and have gotten a chorus of the dreaded eye roll and sidelong glance [...]

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A Week In Review – Bad News: My car payment was due at the same time the school forgot to arrange bus transportation for my kid which means I had to do it and gas is still expensive. My hubby was home = I have to cook a real dinner and I didn’t have time [...]

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Inspired by the Tomato Follies, a very funny post at The More, The Messier, I ventured to get rid of some of the more embarrassing relics of past canning seasons still on my basement shelves. I hesitate to toss them year after year as they are a testimony to my homespun abilities, even though I [...]

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I would say that I hate to say “I told you so” but that is a lie. I really like it. All summer long, I asked suggested reminded downright pestered my son to get his reading done for this advanced placement English course he is taking. He had to read three whole books and write [...]

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One would think going to visit the Shakespeare home in Stratford-upon-Avon would bring out some sort of seriousness or respect for fine literature in me. My only purchase from that trip was a set of magnetic insult quotations taken from his many works. When I showed off my purchase to my husband, he said, “You [...]

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