The One With This is Us, Jack Pearson, and My Husband’s Towel

Please tell me y’all are watching This Is Us. If this is not the BEST show I’ve ever watched on TV, I don’t know what it is. Every writer on this show is brilliant and it is so superbly cast. The concept is genius, the story lines are so real, and the characters are so relatable I just can’t even….

Let’s also talk for a moment about the men on this show. Justin Hartley just may be one of the prettiest people that the Good Lord has ever created. Sterling K. Brown is not only beautiful, he is truly a genius. then there’s Milo. His character is truly like PERFECTION! I have even switched my allegiance from Team Logan to Team Jess (Gilmore Girls) in part because of Milo’s portrayal of Jack. Jack is like the world’s best father and husband and he’s hot to top it all off!


The One With 8 Dating Rules for My Boys

Last weekend, the two oldest boys had a dance at their middle school. They each took a girl. I was not weird about it at all…I swear I really wasn’t. Because for them, “going with a girl”, means they meet at the dance, dance and hang out, then leave separately. So I only even got a picture of them together because I have a friend who is a teacher and chaperones….Therefore allowing me to be very chill about it and not weird.


The One With the Fraternity House

As I was listening to the bottles being flipped (relentlessly), the XBOX game being played, cleaning urine off of the bathroom walls (yet again), and trying to explain to my 6 year old why it would not be a good idea to tie the rope around the finial on the second floor and try to do a rope climb up it, it hit me…. I live in a fraternity house.

My husband and I met in college, where he did, in fact, live in a fraternity house, so I spent a fair amount of time there. It was completely disgusting and the boys (men?) did some pretty stupid crap- think furniture being sawed in half and tossed from windows, spraying rooms with fire extinguishers…. I could go on, but I have tried to block the images from my memory. At the time, I realized that they were living in filth and and had zero sense, but they were drinking, so I blamed the alcohol, not the fact that they were boys. I thought once they were  sober for a fairly extended length of time they might make better choices.


The One With the Eyeball on the Ceiling

We moved into our house in July. We are the first people to have lived in our house. So one would think that we could keep it nice and new(ish) for awhile at least. But one would be wrong. Ever since October, for example, we have had an eyeball on our ceiling. Yes, you read that correctly. We have an eyeball on our ceiling, right in the front room, so everybody can see it.

The eyeball…on the ceiling,,,,of the second floor

I like to decorate for holidays, so I bought a bag of eyeballs to keep in a jar for Halloween. My eldest, precious buy thought it would be fun to try to throw an eyeball up into the air to see if it would stick to the ceiling. Well, it did. And it won’t come down. So we now have an eyeball on the ceiling. I have tried to lean over the railing of the second level with a broom and swipe it down, but only succeeded in kind of smearing it further along the ceiling. We will have an eyeball on our ceiling for awhile I’m afraid. I think it adds character…or something.


The One With the Divorce

To my dear friend,

This is it. The week that papers will be signed and you will officially be single. I’m not a “Congratulations on your Divorce” kind of person. I don’t think you congratulations are in order for suffering a loss. For hearts being broken. For feelings being hurt. For dreams not turning out the way people thought they would. Even if it was the right thing, or for the best, people still got hurt.


The One With the Emergency Contacts

My kids have never lived near grandparents or aunts and uncles. This is not normally a challenge for us. We’ve had lack of babysitters in the kids’ early years, but we got by. . But here is where the family situation presents a challenge:

Including preschools, my 13 year old, has now attended six schools in five states. My 6 year old is on his 4th school in 3 different states. With each of these new schools, at some point in time, there will be sent home an Emergency Contact Form. So we have to find people. People willing to and trustworthy enough to help with our children in Case of Emergency.


The One With the Centerfielder…and Joe Maddon

My 6 year old is a center fielder. If you have read more than one post on this blog, you know that we are a big baseball family. So my 6 year old playing baseball is not a surprise. The fact that a 6 year old has been identified as a center fielder is a bit disconcerting to me however.


Please know that I am in no condescending center field. Good friends of ours have a travel ball player whose son frequently plays center field. And the boy has Center Field on lock down! There is not a fly ball that will not get caught. But I will also tell you, he is a solid pitcher and can also play first base. This is where my problem lies, when you are six, you should not be a first basemen, or a left fielder, or a shortstop, you are still learning.


The One With A Mile Wide…And A Giveaway!!

Nine years ago we moved to North Carolina. At the time, we had an almost 4 year old and a nearly 2 year old. The moving truck arrived at our new home, where my husband was left to deal with the movers and two little boys. I was in the Urgent Care with gallstones, feeling guilty for leaving him alone, yet anxious that I was possibly going to have my gall bladder removed. While all of this was going on, a neighbor came over to introduce herself to my husband. Not bearing a casserole, or cookies, or offering to help with the boys….no, she had a brochure for her church. We never became friends with her really, nor did we ever attend her church.


The One With All the Moving…and 12 Moving Tips

moving boxes

We have just left the Midwest and moved to Tennessee. Husband and I have been married for 16 years this month. This is our fifth state in those 16 years. We have lived in 7 cities within those 5 states. We also purchased our 5th home and we are just shy of 40. I realize military families have it much harder and move even more frequently, and I applaud you and thank you for service, but it’s still a lot and it’s still hard, so let me have my moment!


The One Where I Just Need More Time


We are literally in the midst of a move right now. Like homeless really at the moment, while we wait to close on our new house. We have left our house in the Midwest after two years and are working our way back south. While we are originally from the Midwest, my husband and I, three of the four boys were born in the South. And we are really kind of just Southerners at heart. We like the slower pace, the warmer weather, saying y’all and soda, and you don’t have to order Sweet Tea, it just automatically comes that way.