Unlimited Photo Storage



How Do I Choose the Best Professional Cleaning Service

Keeping your home clean can be an exhausting task, especially if you have to squeeze it in between the chaos and work and keeping your family in line. And if your life feels like it’s nothing but cleaning and tedious chores, perhaps it’s…

How to Keep Your Pool Clean Without Using Chemicals

The weather is getting hotter and hotter, and if you haven’t done it already, you are probably getting ready to open your pool and start the swimming season. Having a pool in your backyard is wonderful, but it requires quite some effort before you…

8 Ways to Make Food Shopping as a Parent More Bearable

No one is denying children aren’t the gift that keep on giving. But, as a parent, there are just some tasks in day to day adult life that shouldn’t be accompanied by kids. Namely the weekly food shop. Opening yourself up to a world of whining, potential tantrums and…

When Poltergeists Get In The Way Of Blogging

Yes, I know, among forward thinking, modern bloggers and tweeters who write and share amazing, passionate posts about realities - life struggles, parenting, marriage, careers, physical wellness, entrepreneurial goals - publishing a post about having a ghost can be considered a bit odd, as in strap that crazy chic onto a gurney and roll her behind into a padded room kinda odd.


But, it's an experience, one that I want to share, now, while the only shadows to be found are caused by the bright sun shining through our windows.


I'm sitting at my desk, in my little home office, my safe harbor from the tots when they're sugared up and from the teens when they're arguing. Truth be told, during the day I don't usually get to enjoy the quietness, the calm of that little room, because I'm usually chasing after sugared up tots and telling grouchy teens to "let it go" or to "get over it", but it's nice to know that safe haven is there. Anyhow, I'm at my desk, a rare opportunity during the day, I've just answered some emails and forwarded some Viagra spam to my ex-husband, cause, well, ya know, and I stand and turn from the desk to walk out the room. There's a loud pop, I think a crash and a cracking sound - I'd have to say they happened simultaneously - and I turn back to the desk.

Continue Reading Here

Photo Credit: FotoWorx via PhotoXpress 

Views: 8


You need to be a member of Mom Bloggers Club to add comments!

Join Mom Bloggers Club

© 2018   Created by Mom Bloggers Club.   Powered by

Badges  |  Report an Issue  |  Terms of Service