Pieces of Me

I love relatives. In fact, a very thoughtful one recently gave us a unique gift for Christmas.  She had one of our family photos turned into a jigsaw puzzle.  I know!  How……….special is that?! I’ve been avoiding it like the plague saving it for a special occassion and guess what?  Last night Ian managed to find…

In Case You Haven’t Heard (insert eye roll here)

So Sunday was one of those days where for 24 hours the universe shrunk a little bit and revolved around Me (okay, so not really that much different than Monday-Saturday, but bear with me a moment). . I recently became a columnist for OC Moms (as well as their Special Needs Ambassador) in collaboration with The Orange County Register, and my first…

Lumberjacks are people too

In an effort to keep from rolling myself into the fetal position and giving in to the voices inside my head, I’ve convinced an innocent woman new therapist to take me on as a patient.  I found her through my network provider website, and picked her out of dozens of names because of her close proximity to my…

Shrieks are Louder than Words

They make it work somehow. They speak their own language. Or in this case, they “shriek” it. And it doesn’t matter whether or not anyone else “gets” it. It just matters that they do. To say that I love these two more than any human should be capable of loving someone else is the greatest understatement…

My Best Friend’s Bathtub is Dirtier than I Thought.

You can learn a lot about people by visiting them in their homes.   Color schemes, knick knacks, window treatments, florals vs. solids; these important details can often provide a tiny glimpse into the hearts and minds of the residents, illustrating their passions, hobbies, and personal habits. A spotless kitchen, for instance, with nary a gadget in sight and a fridge covered in take…