We’ve had a heck of a time getting Andrew to brush his teeth lately. And given the fact that his two front teeth have a combined surface area equivalent to a regulation football field, most things within a three mile radius find their way onto his chompers and we’re forced to brush. Often. A few…

The other day I found myself at my local health store, aka the “Everything Here is Disgustingly Overpriced But You’re Desperate Enough To Pay It So We’re Gonna Charge It” store, looking for some specific supplements for Andrew.  A nice young man wearing Birkenstocks and reeking of cologne that had a striking resemblance to my…

10.  When you call your hostess to ask what you should bring to dinner and she suggests a side dish, you show up with a half empty bottle of homemade vodka and a box of Chicken in a Biskit. 9.  You use words like “me, mine, I, my, and myself” when asking how everyone else is doing, i.e, “I am myself curious…

Oh Honey!Where do I begin? Here I lay wedged between two boyswhile you slumber away on a twin mattress belowa compromise, you say, until I get off my hiney and implement a viable solution to what has clearly become a standoff(I think we are losing) Not necessarily romantic but such is our life togetheras we take turnslaughingcryingfalling apartreaching…

So, Andrew and I are on our own this weekend.Ian and Mikey are spending the next four days at Joshua Tree. Mikey calls it “an annual bonding trip for boys and their dads.”I call it Kidnapping. Though, as far as going against your will goes, Ian was less “help me mommy, please save me from…

It’s official.I am Mrs. Jo Ashline. It only took nine years, but today was the day I finally made the five mile trek down to our local Social Security office and legally changed my last name.  I’ve been using “Ashline” on everything since we first entered into wedded bliss on November 24, 2001, but each year as…

I’ve written many times about the emptiness I feel when I watch Andrew head off to school in the early morning hours, the melancholy that comes over me as I strap him into his seat and kiss the top of his unruly curls.   His weekday departures often leave me in tears and feeling helpless as he…