You Can Only Protect What You Love

Thank you Jean-Michele, my children can now add the ocean to the list of things they love. I’m torn, do I blog about our time spent at camp or do I write a full fledged article and try to make a decent living impact more readers? I am startled by what I don’t know, and inspired not just by Jean-Michele, but by an altruistic staff and a camp with a solid mission.

Dear children

You just came from your first ever snorkeling trip. Your guides were dick murphy and jean-michele Cousteau. Yes, I am an amazing mother. Please maintain your gratitude. Mom

Dear Neighbor

Dear Next Door Neighbors, You really don’t need to apologize about your 4 month old daughter crying all night. I’m going to let you in on two secrets. The first one is that we couldn’t possibly hear her crying. If you’re sobbing with her, there’s the off chance that we heard that, but we’d just think birth control and roll over and go to sleep. The second secret is that your daughter was likely crying because my dog was barking. I know, he’s a little fucker, and we’re tired and …

Regis Philbin and his hawt Wife Joy

Lunch with my husband sucks. I plop myself down at Chin Chin, surrounded by stock brokers who are too young not successful enough to eat somewhere else, and I’m cozy as can be until my darling husband says, “Pink shirt, twelve o’clock Regis Philbin.” *yawn*

Caged Animals, Down Syndrome and A Wake Up Call

I hate cages. Animals in cages depress me. I love my children enough to take them to the zoo but I feel anxious the entire time. The rule breaker in me wants desperately to open the cages and free the animals. I feel like Lisa Simpson in running shoes, only not nearly as cool. My boy turned 7 last week, and all he wanted was a hamster. We’ve had hamsters before and we had yet to enjoy having a hamster live with us. Hamsters are nocturnal. Hamsters are tiny. Hamsters …