If you look closely at this photo, you can probably tell it’s just a rehearsal. The scenery is not quite finished, there is no orchestra. The finale costumes aren’t completely ready, some still need alterations; so there are some colors mixed in with the stunning gold, white, and black. There are no face mics, no … Continue reading When Time Stops
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A Little Sick Day
When I would have a "sick day" as a kid, I was allowed to sit in my Dad's recliner, which was otherwise off-limits. I could relax and watch TV, with the channel box and its 15 foot cord stretched over to the folding tray table set up next to me. As long as I was … Continue reading A Little Sick Day
My Give a $h!t is Broken
There used to be a time when I wouldn't leave the house without makeup. There used to be a time when I wouldn't leave the house if I hadn't showered. Those days are a distant memory. So distant, in fact, that I'm struggling to even nail down a decade when I last cared about that. … Continue reading My Give a $h!t is Broken
Old Wives Tales
Remember when your mother told you to be nice to your brother? It's because a gypsy once came to the house, offering to buy you, but your brother wouldn't let her sell you. That one came from a friend, but I can certainly remember a lot of stuff my mom (and grandma and aunts) told … Continue reading Old Wives Tales
Building a Little League
Let me set the scene... In our town, baseball season starts with a parade. And some patience. And tolerance for completely unpredictable and quite un-spring-like weather. Which, at the end of April on Cape Cod, is a little like a gambler's roll. You could get 60 degrees and sunny, but you could also wind up … Continue reading Building a Little League
Isn’t It Mysterious?
Life is full of mysteries. For instance, I walked into my kids' bathroom the other day. I was doing some minor redecorating; painting wooden fixtures, new shower curtain. I sat on the closed toilet seat to finish painting, and it slid out from under me. The toilet seat was clearly broken near the hinges. I … Continue reading Isn’t It Mysterious?
The Nightmare in My Kitchen
What's this? What's this? There's something way back there What's this? The smell is everywhere What's this? I can't believe my eyes I must be dreaming Wake up, Gretch, this isn't fair What's this? What's this? What's this? There's something very wrong What's this? It's been here way too long What's this? Containers … Continue reading The Nightmare in My Kitchen
A Common Affliction
I believe I suffer from a common, but seldom-discussed condition; I've coined it Parental Attention Deficit Disorder. Not with the Hyperactivity component though. Certainly not that. Anyone who's ever seen me on the sidelines at one of my son's games can confirm that I'm definitely not hyperactive. In fact, once at a basketball practice, I … Continue reading A Common Affliction
Corn Maze
No one wants me on their team for the Corn Maze. The "discussion" goes something like this... Dad: "We're going to the Corn Maze tomorrow! It's going to be so fun!" Me: "Yay! Who wants to be on my team?" Silence. I'm met with silence as my whole family stares awkwardly at the floor, waiting … Continue reading Corn Maze
Butternut Squash
I tried a new recipe last night- seasoned roasted butternut squash with chicken sausage. It was yummy. (Warning: this post contains the most profanity per paragraph than any piece I've written about food, or even parenting, for that matter.) Cutting that damn squash would prove to be The Biggest Pain in The Ass of The … Continue reading Butternut Squash
Gretchen L. Mulroy 