Once a Polish scout, always a Polish scout. Boy, do I have some stories to tell.Below is an attempt at one of them, something my sister and I recently reminisced about over cups of Chai and Americano. I in my early twenties, she freshly graduated from high school, here is my version of what could…
I’d Rather Go Sailing
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I don’t know why, but at some point during mass this morning, I began to compare and contrast bad words in my two fluent languages: Polish and English. I know. I am sure God was super proud of me as I half listened to the the woman on the altar lecturing about Stewardship, while the…
Dick and Jane
It has always been my dream to author a book. Within five minutes, my five year old son, Superman, managed to outwrite me by at least 50 words. Here is his first attempt at “writing” a story. This was dictated to me about 20 minutes ago at the dinner table. (Notice the title is blatantly…
Sweating the Small Stuff
It is so nice to sweat the small stuff around here for a change. In a household such as ours, where there is a special needs child, we have become accustomed to stressing over all of the big stuff: neurologist visits, hospital stays, failed diets, side effects from medications, elopement, and numerous other things that…
You Are What You Eat
I KNOW! Isn’t it great???? Sushi. The food of the GODS. And overworked school teachers. And after staring at my best friend’s backside all day (she’s the one on the left) I left school and immediatley went to our local sushi place and ordered some rolls. And for the record, my amazing, sexy, patient, brilliant…
Bistro Baby Blues
I am sitting at a French Bistro with my sister, who in my opinion happens to be WAY too beautiful and really, God could have distributed the genetic wealth a little more fairly, but anyway….. The banquet room is crowded with women of all ages…..estrogen is thick in the air and every time a male…
Jesus Is In My Air Freshener
I kid you not. I discovered this strange phenomenon a week or so ago. I was just doing my thing in the bathroom when I looked up and……, Jesus was staring right at me from the glass cinammon apple air freshener i keep on the counter. It was startling and creepy to say the least.…