Funny
Butt-Dancing, Pole-Dancing, Disco Dancing – It’s All Good
Zbyszek turned into a lovely, snow-covered tree. That’s what my friends told me that New Year’s Eve night many, many moons ago in Poland. He had been madly in love with my friend Grazyna – who, it turned out, was madly in love with someone else. And apparently, she told him so that night. In his despair – … Continue reading
“Mommy, You’re 60 Pounds and 8 Minutes!”
Sometimes too much information, to the wrong person, at the wrong time – can be a bit, well, comical – depending on how much ibuprofen you have on hand. My youngest will be turning 4 soon. Of course in her mind she’s 14, and on an intellectual level with my oldest. So when Daughter #2, … Continue reading
“Maybe I Just Need to be Spanked?”
Just like most girls, I have toys. And my favorite toy is, admittedly, on the smallish side – but boy, when it gets going – it’s insanely hot and I could play with it all night if I could.
“Mommy, Look at the Size of HIS Tent!!”
This morning was a “double scoop of vanilla ice cream in my bowl of coffee” type of morning. It’s Memorial Day weekend, it’s gorgeous out, and all five of my daughters are sleeping in late. The pool, which I originally did not plan on opening, is indeed being opened this weekend despite our upcoming move – much … Continue reading
Honey, Don’t Drip Water On the Floor – There’ll Be Weird Clean Spots…
During storms I like to light candles. And turn off all the lights. And enjoy feeling the raw power of Mother Nature envelope me – filling my senses. My five girls sit by the windows, watching and waiting. Watching the raindrops plunge heavily downward, using the grass and flowers and little red wagon as trampolines. … Continue reading
All I Want for Mother’s Day is to be Naked in Peace.
I am NOT very pleased with the person who taught my youngest to jimmy locked doors. I am particularly perturbed at that person when I’m in the shower and I never hear the door open – just the whoosh of my pink-on-pink shower curtain before the icy breeze grabs at my exposed body parts (for some … Continue reading
What Gathering Mushrooms, Wisniowka and Blog Awards Have in Common
In the scorching heat of the European summer afternoons, after the rain sprinkles it’s last luminous drops of refreshing water, the young people in Poland (at least in the mountain village my mother’s family lives in), grab their baskets and quickly make their way into the woods. To “gather mushrooms”. At least that’s what they tell … Continue reading
Thank YOU!!!
1,000 LIKES!! and 1,000 FOLLOWERS!!!!
