Category Archives: DeeDee

One Way to Skin a Snake

by DeeDee My husband took the kids away last Sunday so that I could tackle the garage. A daunting task, to be sure. But  the thought of having the place to myself so that I could sort, organize, toss, and generally FILE ALL MY JUNK filled me with a little giddiness. The garage had become…

The Bully

By DeeDee I have the honor of acting as monitor on a parenting message board. One discussion that comes up more frequently than any other, is the subject of bullying. Most of the time, parents are concerned with a situation their child is experiencing in a school setting. And more often than not, it is…

The Plumber’s Crack

By Dee Dee My morning began as I stood bunion deep in overflowing toilet water. Flannel pajama clad, plunger in hand, I watched as the water kept rising, then crested, and finally came cascading over the rim onto the cheap linoleum.I had two choices to make in a hurry. (Well, three if you count crying…

The Night Before Christmas

By DeeDee Twas the night before Christmas when all through the house, the Rum Balls were made, the mommy was soused. The stockings were flung to the floor with no care, in hopes that a maid, soon would be there. I felt not like cooking, see my sad bunioned feet, So to Sonic we flew,…

The Eyes Have It

By DeeDee Our week was fraught with various dental and eye appointments. I began the week with the dreaded “deep cleaning” of the teeth and gums, because I have been remiss with my flossing. I’ve been busy. My husband informed me that I would be in need of a pain killer. My eyes lit up….

My Son, the Car Thief

By DeeDee A few weeks ago I dropped Jensen off in the children’s Sunday School at our church. The prospect of doughnuts gets ordinary folks through the steeple doors, but not my son. The draw for Jensen, is the opportunity to play with the cars in his classroom. Fresh cars. Cars he doesn’t get to…

Cake, Ice Cream, and an Excedrin

By DeeDee (Me, circa 1961) Today is my birthday. You can sing to me if you’d like. I won’t be embarrassed. There was a time in my life, that if you took me out to dinner, and the wait staff sauntered over to the table to sing to me, I would slide under the tablecloth….

Twice Upon A Potty

By DeeDee It is finished. The potty training, that is. I know, last week I said that I was giving up. Throwing in the toilet paper. Tossing out the baby with the bowl. And it felt good. The giving up. I placed the Pampers back in the changing table cabinet, while whistling a happy tune….

Clues

By DeeDee “BE QUIET, THE BABY IS SLEEPING!” My girls stop their game of tug-o-war over a Barbie accessory and stare at me blankly. They’re right. There is no baby in the house. Oh sure, there’s a 45 pound 3 year old that still occupies a crib down the hall. But, he has the ability…

Tightening Your Belt

By DeeDee When I was in my early 20’s, I was involved in a head-on car collision. And because I was young and made not-so-wise decisions nearly daily, I wasn’t wearing my seat belt. We were hurtling down the freeway traveling at least 65 mph, and hit another car going the wrong way. I had…