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Well, they are back! The Transformers are waging another battle of good vs. evil on the big screen. This means that we will get a chance to witness the Autobots and the Decepticons duking it out under the guise of sending a positive message about how good always prevails over evil, and as a bonus blowing A LOT of stuff up in the process. I would not care about this in the least except that along with the new movie the new Transformer merchandise has landed. I am especially irritated because I… Continue

Kids are demanding, impatient, and to them everything is important. They often lack the impulse control to prioritize their needs and think it appropriate to scream at the top of their lungs to convey their concerns. As I am writing this it occurs to me that it is not really just a kid thing, because that description could easily fit several of my bosses and maybe one or two past boyfriends. In any case, in our house we are working on patience and self control to try and deal with our needs… Continue

To say that Mr. 5-year old is curious would be an understatement. He asks questions about everything, and if he happens to hear you mention something in passing he will open a line of questioning that would put the Spanish Inquisition to shame. I used to look a lot of things up because I felt like it was important to give him accurate information, that and I was tired of feeling like I was not smarter than a preschooler. All the research became exhausting. I still try to answer his questions,… Continue

Once upon a time I was a working girl ... I know given my current lack of brain cells it is hard to believe. However, I assure you it was true! My status as a working girl required me to travel A LOT, and I am painfully familiar with the trials and tribulations of navigating airline travel. Over the course of my traveling career, I have been bumped, canceled, weather delayed, rerouted, diverted, stranded without luggage, forced to spend the night at the airport, and inconvenienced in every… Continue

Let me just start out by saying that I hate exercise! I am not one of those people that will talk about the Endorphin rush, mental clarity, or sense of accomplishment that comes from a difficult work out. For me, exercise is a necessary evil - a means to an end, kind of like bikini waxing and childbirth. Exercise is just one more thing on a already long list of chores that needs to be done everyday - it ranks right after locating and cleaning up the unknown smell in my mini van and right before… Continue