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Dirty Socks and Pizza: He's supposed to be keeping ME awake
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Thursday, April 22, 2010. Hes supposed to be keeping ME awake. From The Socks Are Still Dirty. April 22, 2010 at 4:58 PM. It's Always Something Around Here. Hmmmmmmm I think you should interview some new candidates! April 23, 2010 at 5:40 PM. Hope you made it safely! April 24, 2010 at 5:13 PM. May 17, 2010 at 5:47 PM. Straight to Your Hart. It has been a year since I wrote anything to you.you beautimus lady! Holy crap.LIFE:) How are you? February 2, 2011 at 3:29 PM. Hope you reached home safely! Must che...
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Dirty Socks and Pizza: Teen Talk
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Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Two steps forward, eight steps, a couple of knock-downs, and maybe a nervous breakdown or two, back. Feel free to grab a front row seat as I wrangle pets, subdue teens, and torture a very tolerant husband. View my complete profile. Let your voice be heard. No sewing skills required. A dream come true! Hes supposed to be keeping ME awake.
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Dirty Socks and Pizza: July 2009
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Friday, July 31, 2009. Drug Me Now: A Mother in Crisis. I haven't cleaned a nebulizer, yelled at Moody Teen to do his chest PT, nor fought with the insurance company in a week, and I have to say it feels, well. strange. All the cumbersome medical equipment is kind of piled up in the corner and the meds shoved to the back of the fridge. Life is awfully quiet, and seemingly stress-free. N. Perhaps. Is this what normal feels like? The man he's going to become? Wednesday, July 29, 2009. I spent my days wande...
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Dirty Socks and Pizza: November 2009
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Friday, November 20, 2009. And So It Begins. We've certainly already endured our fair share of 'grown up' problems here at our house. But yesterday seemed to usher in a new era, one in which the blinders are off, and things will never be the same, no matter what we try to do about it. Should they be sadder? Are they too sad? Do they really get it? They really get it? So big sometimes, yet, it is very, very obvious that others have so much more to bear. In the confrontation between the stream and the rock...
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The Life of a Working Wife and Mother. We all have them. The people we have never met but perhaps know more intimately than our own neighbors! So instead of just a list, I am in the process of adding everyone’s button to show how awesome the blogging community looks together. They are diverse as their button, but together create an awesome display of this blogging world we live in. Agree? BTW…these are in no particular order! Don’t be a hater if your button isn’t at the top! I thought we were friends!
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Dirty Socks and Pizza: September 2009
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Sunday, September 6, 2009. Teen Talk Sans Teens (Thank God). Saturday, September 5, 2009. To wish my good pal, Em. The happiest birthday EVER. She has a spirit that shines, a heart that radiates goodness, and the soul of the kind of mother I strive to be. Tuesday, September 1, 2009. 5 Things I Hate About Back To School Night. 1 I am not the one who, by law, must go to school. I have already been through school. Just teach my kids already, and leave me out of it. Oh, and in a show of solidarity with my pa...
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Dirty Socks and Pizza: October 2009
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Friday, October 30, 2009. Welcome to the family, little Sassafras Williams. My best advice for you as the newest member of the clan? Thursday, October 22, 2009. I am not sure how to say this without sounding more unstable than I already seem, but sewing makes me want to jump off a bridge. And we're not talking the real stuff here, like clothes and decorative pillowcases, as I don't have a machine. That. Would render me completely catatonic. We're talking the little, "easy" stuff. Buttons? So, in walks my...