What Washington needs right now is a working mother calling the shots. Who knows better about compromise than us? My three-inch roots are living proof that holiday spending came before personal upkeep this year – prioritizing spending needs can in fact be done. If working mothers ran things in DC we’d do the exact same things we […] Read more…
It’s The Hap-Happiest Time of The Year – So Why Do I need Xanax?
I would like all the working mommies out there to stop what you are doing and take a deep cleansing breathe with me. That’s it, release to the universe all your worries and fears. Stop fretting about all the things you have no control over like delayed flights, inclement weather, unappreciative children, drunk guests at your […] Read more…
Let There Be One Good Thing
Yesterday I picked up my boys from elementary school early and took them directly to Dairy Queen where I allowed them to order medium-sized ice creams instead of the usual small. I decreed it an official dessert before dinner day. Friends came over last night with their child and we spent the evening baking, decorating cupcakes, and watching […] Read more…
www.FatOldUglyAuPairs.com
Today finally realized a months long dream of mine. I’ve bought the website: FatUglyOldAuPairs.com Read more…
In support of Holly Petraeus
So Gloria Steinem is totally taking me off her Christmas Card list this year for this post but I just can’t help it.Okay look at this picture of General Petraeus, his wife Holly and their “friends” the Kelleys and what is the first thought that pops into your head? For me it was high school. This picture is […] Read more…
Girl Power?
As a mother of two boys I haven’t really paid much attention to any toys that don’t come with their own sword, the capacity to shoot (water, Nerf arrows, small plastic discs capable of removing retinas, etc.), or Pokemon cards (Dear God, these have been around since the last millennium, when will children finally grow bored with them?). Nothing pink […] Read more…
Coming Clean About House Cleaning
There is a strange phenomenon I’ve grown accustomed to while living in Arizona. Like clock-work, if I don’t clean the toilets every ten days a strange orange mold like film starts to coat the inner bowl. When I lived back East I wasn’t aware this orange film was even an option. I am pretty sure […] Read more…
E-X-H-A-U-S-T-E-D
I’ve come to the conclusion there is not enough caffeine in the Greater Phoenix area to keep me going this weekend. I have endured the trifecta of working mom skill set tests: husband out-of-town (for boys trip which does in fact make it exponentially harder to endure than boring business trip), three-day soccer tournament (all games being no less than […] Read more…
Desperately Seeking Sisters
In seventh grade I transferred to a new school. It was a much bigger school than the tiny Catholic grade school I had attended since I was six years old. The new school, Boston Latin Academy, had grades seven through twelve and drew in kids from every part of Boston. Not only was the school […] Read more…
Top Ten Signs You Are Working Mom
10. When parking your car, the pre-pubescent valet drives away smirking as he noticed both the Wall Street Journal and your son’s stuffed bunny riding shotgun. 9. You are constantly picking grass from the previous night’s soccer game out of your four-inch heels. 8. You have a Sibyl-like reaction when booking an out-of-town business trip as you experience utter […] Read more…