My son is a Male. I know what you’re thinking. Duh. He’s your SON. But, um, what I mean is, he is Malewith all of the Male partsthat he has suddenly taken to um,exploring. *sigh* I knew this day was coming, but I didn’t expect it to be at the freakin age of 5. I…
Bastard
Last nightfor the umpteenth time since we’ve been marriedmy husband left me. Usually it’s for another woman.Or he just gets bored.Or I’m too high maintenance for him This time he proclaimed “There’s just no chemistry.” I tried everything. I begged.I pleaded.I cried. I hiked up my skirt.Wore painful heels.Promised new moves in the bedroom. Nothing.…
5 Going on 15
I am getting Superman dressed for Polish school. It is a rare rainy day in Orange County. After digging in the kids’ closet for something warm and rainproof, I emerge victorious, a blue and red jacket that has been hibernating in the very back for almost a year. “I am not wearing that to school…
Dear Mrs. Jones
I am writing to you today, to let you know that I am having a difficult time keeping up with you. Try as I might, I am always several steps behind your perfectly proportioned tush. You are the epitome of calm, cool, collected. You rarely have a hair out of place, the sun’s rays shine…
Violated
I had a different post in mind for tonight; something warm and fuzzy. Instead, I feel like venting. I went to my classroom this afternoon, wanting to spruce up the place after having a three-week vacation. Upon entering I noticed that over 30 of my books were thrown all over my floor. After closer examination,…
Super Long Christmas Post
The song is true: “It’s the most wonderful time, of the year.” Christmas. The holidays. Winter break.What a glorious few weeks spent with family, friends, food. And traditions. When our family immigrated to America from Poland back in December of 1981, my parents gave my sister and I the most amazing gift (besides a chance…
Ooops I Did It Again…….
I let my life get in the way of blogging. Imagine that! And not because there hasn’t been anything to write about. Why just last night I was half-dying from a 102 fever (Post-tylenol), shivering in my bed, trying to survive what has to be the ugliest bout of flu I have ever had. Not…