Category Archives: Rants

I did my best.

Well, you can’t say I didn’t do the best I could… Today, Yago, the last one standing without any maintenance medicine, may have joined the ranks of the rest of us. I have never suffered from allergies, but as it turns out, I may have allergy-suffering offspring. I thought I had it all figured out. Studies…

I give in.

You’re right. Okay? I give in. As much as it pains my fingers to refrain, from this point forward I will do my  best to make sure that my thumb will hit the space bar only ONCE following a period. There. Are you happy?

Looking for more comments on your blog?

Seriously.  No amount of comments or money could convince me to do this. It’s absolutely painful.

I'm still standing

My friend Brigid coined a fabulous phrase, and I hope she doesn’t mind if I use it. I am more eager than anxious to start this new year; however, anxious is trying desperately to creep into the forefront. 1) I started the year off with hard drive failure on my laptop a clean slate–literally! 2)…

Let's give this another try…

OK.  My laptop hard drive crashed.  Yes, that sucks.  Big Time. Yes, I used to back it up.  No I don’t have the back-up anymore.  Yes, I should know better. WordPress will be the new home for my project 365. Project 365 I will have to recapture the still photo for Jan 1 so it’s…

Minty Fresh! (or, Why I need a new flat-iron)

Here’s a cautionary tale for you. When you are scrambling to get ready for a party, after you take a quick power nap and after you feed your baby on one side while pumping the other side, make sure you look carefully at your flat-iron before you bring it into contact with your hair.  If…

My new favorite

  Ok.  I’m really only kidding.  Mostly.

Sharing the spotlight

It’s a sad day for me. Until today, I was the only female in the house. In order of age: Santi (husband), Miel (cat), Sombra (cat), Baci (dog), Yago (son), and Daryoosh (son) outnumbered me 6 to 1.  As of today, I have to compete for the alpha female spot with her: And if anyone…

Don't bring me down!

I’ve been lucky with my blog.  Few readers mean few comments which means no nasty hate-mail.  That’s not the case with my YouTube account though.  I recently had to delete a horrible comment to one of my YouTube videos (not any of the kids!).  Why do people feel compelled to post horribly nasty comments?  Is…

Solo bedtime…

Solo bedtimes on Tuesdays are usually a bit challenging because of the timing of it all.  Will Daryoosh fall asleep first?  What will I do if I’m trying to get Yago down and Daryoosh is crying?  UGH.  Sometimes I make a slumber party out of it and we all pile on my bed.  Tonight would…