Labor Day Chickenbus.

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I wont lie to you, People.  Im feeling awkward. I long to blog about the Garten of the Kinder. I love how writing clarifies the experience in my mind & makes me SNICKER all over again (as when the Tornado's teacher referred to her as SNOTTY & I thought she meant rude. #ForgotNoseWasRunningFAIL). Yet I cant lie to you. It's feels as though Im completely gazing into this tattooed ... Continue Reading

Remembering a life cut short.

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  September is Ovarian Cancer Awareness month. This month (like the other 11) I'll be thinking a great deal about my friend Sue who passed away only two months after being diagnosed with ovarian cancer. The picture above is from her 50th birthday party. A surprise party which even at the time seemed a fantastically, perfectly over-the-top celebration of my friend’s 50 ... Continue Reading

Kindergarten: a pictures post.

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(Yes, People, we are starting way back.  You're lucky this post didnt begin with baby pictures.  You can thank me for those edits later.)   Muffin Morning. Meet the teacher morning. No words required for how I adored her choice of  outfit right down to the running skirt. She chose my outfit too & seriously I have no idea how she found that dress I'd forgotten I owned (thought I ... Continue Reading

Ive judged you.

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(At the spring kindergarten round-up, post-bus ride & clutching her free chocolate milk) Oh people. As the title states: Ive judged you. And, by way of full disclosure, there's a pretty good chance Ive mocked you too. A little to your face (Im upfront like that) & more than a little at home to Ren Man while I furrowed my brow and stated, yet, again, SERIOUSLY? Have they no ... Continue Reading

Remember our Blogger Virtual Talent Show?* Please to watch this space…

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(Our hidden talent of interpretive dance as captured by the Tornado) It's coming again soon. Git ready. Hone those completely random talents & skills you'd heretofore thought useless and unimportant. Gather your small children, pets, random household items and commence practicing. It's right around the proverbial corner.   *Yeah, we used the term (finger quote) blogger ... Continue Reading

Are you a square peg?

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Many thanks to Stephanie for sending this blog post my way.   It completely amazes me MizFit is four and a half years old. (I look back on the blogging I did in 2001, too, and snicker at how rudimentary it all was---but that's a different discussion for us old fogies post) It seems like yesterday I sat on the couch with a now famous writer-friend, while the Tornado destroyed the ... Continue Reading

Return of the pink gloves (wordless wednesday).

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Oh how I adored the day of the PINK GLOVES.* Oh how happy it made my heart they returned. No matter how ephemerally. It was a PINKtastic day.** (countdown to kinder? five more days...)       *I know it takes time to go back to old posts---but you may think me (her?) a lunatic if you missed said gloves the first time. **The rest of the day ... Continue Reading

How I fight the pressure to be perfect.

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Oh people. Believe me I know how vlogs can be a challenge to watch. Word posts are easily read on the sly at the office (yes. I said it.) Word posts are easily read in the morning while the Child is still pretending to slumber & you're praying she actually falls back asleep. That's how important this video is to me. Bookmark & watch later. Watch now with the volume turned ... Continue Reading

I want you hold me (a chickenbus flashback).

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why do I think she may be the only one at school with this packpack? (please to STOP, sit down, & commence gazing at your own navel as I proceed to blog whilst gazing into mine) It's been a wee while since Ive blogged stream of consciousness. Whether it appears so or not (and believe me given my writing style Im cognizant of the fact it does not)---I tend to blog, put away, retrieve later, ... Continue Reading

Fonebloggin’ (the Tornado’s) Foamrollin’

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(not a foam roller, but it's what Ive got on my smart phone. d*mn spontaneous posts...) Subtitle: Arent I the one who says if you practice what you preach there's nary a need to preach? Last night, after a day of active vigorous mama/daughter play, the Tornado gestured vaguely to her side and announced: Mama if this still hurts tomorrow Im going to get up and foam roll it.** Yes I laughed ... Continue Reading

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