Tag Archives | the blame game

Put On Your Own Oxygen Mask First

The other day, I was talking to Nico’s preschool teacher when she told me that she used to be a musician.  And by the sound of it, a pretty accomplished one.  She quit because the long hours and travel were too hard on her body (as if taking care of 3, 4 and 5-year-olds aren’t?). [...]

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Oh, the R Word

The other day, I read an article that made me stop and think (ha! actually think! good one, Tanja!).  Even more exciting than that, it inspired me to, gasp, do the suggested exercises. Which is pretty impressive, considering the snail’s pace I’m moving at these days. Subtitled “The traits you dislike (and admire) in others [...]

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Oh, My Aching Kid-and-Hubby-Addled Brain

Well, now that I’ve spent the last few posts complaining about all the ways my hubby drives me crazy, it’s only fair that I call myself onto the mat as well. Plus it’s probably time to do what my “reboot this marriage” tag line says and start trying to fix some of this stuff. Sad [...]

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