the first ever NOT bummer summer – part 1

If you follow me on Facebook, Insta or Twitter, you know I’ve been promoting the H-E-double hockey sticks out of my kids’ camp, Liberty Lake Day Camp. The camp is located in Bordentown, NJ, which is a little farther than I ever thought about sending my kids for camp, but once I saw the camp and met the director and owner, Andy Pritikin, I knew we had found “THE” place. A little background…my kids have never really done the camp thing. Either hubby or I has always been home during the summer, working or as a stay-at-home parent, so we never really saw “the need.” (Read: we didn’t want to pay for it.) But last summer, both hubby and I…

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the journey

So, I started Weight Watchers a couple of weeks ago. I’ve done this a LOT. Start Weight Watchers, that is. (Succeed with it, no. Pay for it, yes.) Over the years, I have started and stopped no less than 25 different types of fad diets, Weight Watchers being one of them. I have known for quite awhile that the time had come for me to stop playing Ostrich, take notice and start doing *something* about my weight gain from the past few years. It sucks( putting on weight, that is). Due to 3 years worth of my health issues making it impossible for me to workout anymore, the health-issue-magnifying and crippling depression that rears its ugly head every now again,…

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to my dear, dear, sweet mamas

to my dear, dear, sweet mamas, So many of you reached out to me with your words of suggestion and encouragement after my last post, and those words, along with the words that coincidentally, and, I might add, quite spontaneously, kept finding me from the mouths of complete strangers, really rescued me last week. That and the “booster” medication my shrink added to my anti-depressant! Gotta love that guy! I kept hearing over and over again that I can’t take care of anyone else if I don’t put myself first; that if I don’t love myself and accept myself first and take care of myself first, then I can never, ever really, truly love another. I’ve been hearing these things…

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a running theme

In the past week to ten days, I have had at least 7-10 people of varying acquaintance and familiarity levels in my life make mention to me the importance of “self-care.” Or, if it hasn’t initially been phrased with those exact words, I’ve been asked what my “hobbies” are or “what I do for fun.” Um, to those questions I reply with a blank stare, a bit of drool, a grunt and the verbal response of, “Huh??” I suppose blogging is a hobby for me and a definite outlet for me to get rid of all my B.S. into the digital abyss where it doesn’t feel like it’s really¬†hurting anyone. So *that* feels ¬†like self-care. But I don’t even get…

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goodbyes and hellos

So in today’s post, you’ll get to see a side of me that you don’t often get to see here. I’m usually totes sarcastic and pissy. Aren’t we all, mamas and papas? I mean, can I get an amen? These beautiful babies of ours…let’s call a spade a spade…for the most part, on the daily, they don’t remember the precious, all-but-mandatory routines that all the experts say are “necessary” to put in place in order to make them feel safe and loved and make them “thrive.” For Christ’s sake, they act like they are new here every single school day morning! Like, they have never even met their toothbrush, let alone know what to do with it when they look…

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snow day battles

I know I said this wouldn’t just be rambling and ranting, but it’s early yet, and we just had two goddamned snow days in a ROW and dear GOD having five of us in this house with a Hubs that works from home and a me who is dying a slow and painful death from this cold that I have and three kids who require feedings on a more frequent schedule than newborn triplets, I mean, sweet JESUS, how is one NOT to rant????? It starts before dawn with Thing 3, who is now ten and more than capable, once she’s been told she has a snow day, of getting herself something to eat and entertaining herself with any number…

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it’s all mine…and i’m back

At long last, “all that mama drama” belongs to me again. And while it’s true that I’ve lost my blog posts of the past, I am able to start fresh from here, from present day, and go forward from this place, where mama drama is all mine…to share with you. This time will be different, though. It will not just be my tales of woe and chaos and madness. I will not just write about the trials and tribulations of raising three daughters. There will be some of that. How can there not be? But I also want to share all of the fabulousness that I discover along the way. We are embarking on some major journeys here: we have…

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