I hope all of you mothers out there (and I mean that in the nicest way) had a great day yesterday. I had a wonderfully low-key day, which is exactly how I like it. Each and every year, Jim apologizes for “sucking at Mother’s Day”, but in fact each and every year he gets it exactly right. Some moms really enjoy being fussed over all day long on Mother’s Day: I don’t. I just want to be “allowed” to do what I want to do. I don’t like a scripted Mother’s Day. I don’t need for everyone to hang around nearby to take care of my every whim. We’re running…
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Boy Scouts Should Really Be a Dad-Son Thing. Unless Mom Wants In.
Note: This post is part of Fatherhood Friday at Dad Blogs, where all the cool kids are hanging out. (Moms are welcome over there!) Welcome to my visitors from DB; thanks for stopping in! I always looked at Boy Scouts as something Dads should do with their sons. Still do, really. I think it’s important for sons to spend time with their father, quality time in which there is learning, male bonding, role-modeling, and other various benefits that come from the mom not being around. The fact is, because of our mostly traditional family situation (Jim has always worked full time and I have always–except for a two-year period during…
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It’s The Little Things
If you asked me what I love about my husband, I could name off a bunch of major things in a heartbeat and then go on for a couple of days about the “minor” stuff, but of course there are lots of little things that I wouldn’t remember off the top of my head…unless I got an unexpected reminder. I’ve got one for ya. Thanks for asking. Here is how I test a pen, to see if it writes: Here is how he does it: I love that. Makes me smile every time! What are some of the little things *you* love about your significant other?
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Flash Flood Watch! Er, I Mean, Watch! Flash Flood!
You might recall that back in December, we had some amazing rain come through here, and in order to save our family room from being flooded, Jim made a siphon out of a garden hose and I dug a trench from our back yard halfway to our front yard, in order to drain out the major lake that had formed back there. I’m not going to bother sending you to that post, because it was hella-long and about all sorts of different things that happened over Hanukkah week. Never fear. You’re gonna get to see Round 2 of the Wells Family’s Throwdown with Mother Nature. It’s still sort of Winter…
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The Pact
Note: This post is part of Fatherhood Friday at Dad Blogs, where all the cool kids are hanging out. (Moms are welcome over there!) Welcome to my visitors from DB; thanks for stopping in! If you’re a long-time reader, you know that Jim and I are equal partners in everything. We run our house like a well-oiled machine about 99.9% of the time. I am “lucky” in that he has no qualms about doing laundry, washing dishes, vacuuming, or any of those “traditional woman jobs”, and he is “lucky” that I have no qualms about cutting the grass, taking out the trash, being his ever-ready assistant with home repairs, or…