rovingmama

Ahhh…these past couple of months has been somewhat relaxing around our house. All thanks to taking off time from after school activities. I love our girls participating in their respective sports, but, wow! How wonderful it has been having them get off the bus, greet me at the door with hugs, and set down...
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Ten years ago, not long into my pregnancy with my first daughter, I was on the computer checking out a forum for first time moms on a parenting website. I had always heard to be careful with online forums – they could be filled with crazy people who tried to find out your personal...
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As I’ve written about before, we are a nomadic family. Heck, the last time I wrote, we had moved from Tennessee to Indiana. Eleven months later, we’re now back in Tennessee. In the same town. In the same neighborhood. Our new backyard touches the backyard of our old house! It’s a bit strange, and...
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It never fails when I open a can of tuna, I’m immediately taken back years ago to when I was a flight attendant. A poor, poor, oh so poor, single flight attendant. Now, why would a can of tuna remind me of my time flying? Seeing how I was so poor, I couldn’t afford...
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Not proud to admit it, but the other day, I got into it with my strong-willed 7 year old daughter. She actually just turned 7 several days earlier. She turned 7, and seemed to regress to age 3…I swear, the child has been a handful lately. We got into it over a huge mess...
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“Why the (bleep) would you EVER want to do this again? People think this is (bleep) fun? Where the (bleep) is the (bleep) finish line?!” Those are just a few of the thoughts the little voice shouted in my head during my first half marathon last October, around mile 11. You would think I...
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This is an exciting time for the people of Indiana. In case you haven’t heard, Indianapolis is hosting Superbowl XLVI (46…for those of you that are roman numeral illiterate like myself) – New York Giants vs. New England Patriots. Indianapolis has done a spectacular job of getting the city ready and organizing fun events...
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For me, the dreaded question is not “How much do you weigh?”, or “What’s for dinner?”, or “Honey…you’re not really that tired tonight, are you?”. It’s “Where are you from?” Where am I from? Do you want to know where I was born? (Florida) Where did I just move from? (Tennessee) Where have I...
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