True to form, we have no idea where we are moving. I should be nervous as hell, cause I’m not that chill about the unknown, but I’m not….yet. Pippin and I had a conversation in advance and agreed that it could either be stressful or stress-free—that the road would be the same on the way out and the choice would be ours if we wanted it to be enjoyable. He makes a good point—but it’s not easy to just switch to that mindset.
we haven’t had a proper date since the ratification of the 19th Amendment.
But the best part about last night was none of that existed.
It might be rainy still in lovely little Portland, Oregon–but we are entering VACATION MODE!
We sold the house and it’s time to make a list, knock it out and hit the road to relaxation…..but only after we get our DATE NIGHT!!!!
We’re excited, to say the least–Do you have any idea HOW LONG it has been since our last date? The fact that we can’t remember is enough of a sign that it’s been an eternity.
Looks like we’ll just have to make up for lost time!
Off the hook as of RIGHT now,
So Called Mom
Well, it happened.
It’s even made me question the way I’ve made some mom choices.
Cutting to the chase: I think my 14-year-old was lured into a teen self-harm group – which is bad enough, but to make matters worse, the group may be linked to some kind of sex trafficking gang or occult. Maybe that sounds like a stretch, but at this point, I don’t care what it is—I just want my daughter as far away from it as possible.
So here’s the story:
But I don’t know why I thought I was a part of it when I obviously wasn’t.
It was Pippin who stepped in with some critical questions:
Ok….I’m slow to the uptake. But here was my wake up call.
Admittedly, my initial reaction was to feel paralyzed and shocked.
How do any of us really know what they are doing on their social media?
I’ve posted a few things about parenting and realized once again, I’ve forgotten my middle child. Which pretty much speaks for itself.
I think there’s a reason people speak out about the middle child being a little lost or neglected. Imagine being the middle kid among seven. Well, MJ probably has a lot to say about it.