upside downton abbey

upside downton abbey

I’ve tired of Season 3, am a few episodes behind, yet could watch fuzzy Carson and the Dowager Countess for days. share this:

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dude night

As the girliest of girls, I am an advocate of activities like shopping, spa days and seeing big Broadway musicals. And as the mother of two, now-teenage, daughters, I have enjoyed looping them into my girly fun. Over the years, we have done the requisite mall excursions, mani/pedi outings and weekend getaways to Vermont withRead more…

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the very hungry mommy

I have been thinking a lot lately about the trials and tribulations of The Very Hungry Caterpillar. While it’s been a long time since I’ve had a little body snuggled up close on my lap to read the Eric Carle classic, the reckless abandon that I brought to eating and drinking during the holiday seasonRead more…

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if i could talk to the animals

Working from home, I have found that my days are filled with an incredible amount of pressure from my coworkers. They position themselves close by my desk and rarely take their eyes off me. And when I get up to use the bathroom or go down to the kitchen, they follow close behind. If you’reRead more…

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It's his day, and he'll have 70 mph blown in his face if he wants to.

wing mama

  For most of their lives, my children had the luxury of having me as their Wing-mama. If they forgot their gym clothes, homework, instrument or after school snack, I generally would be available to run the errant item over to the school. If they were feeling slightly under the weather during the school day,Read more…

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kids are like pancakes

As the mother of four children, one of whom is legally an adult (a term I would use loosely as he is eligible to vote and serve our country but struggles making a peanut butter and jelly sandwich), I feel immensely qualified making the following statement: children are like pancakes. You know how when youRead more…

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(don’t) call me maybe

I became a parent in the prehistoric age when it seemed that only people who received a paycheck for their jobs had that nifty little item called a cell phone (in other words, not stay-at-home-moms like me at the time). I did have the very high-tech call waiting feature on my home phone and eventually,Read more…

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