Line Toe-ers, Line Jumpers, and Line Benders

I've always been good at toeing the line. I know exactly where it is at all times, and can follow it exactly. Perhaps that's why I'm so good at formulaic writing and formulaic math, while my line jumping son is so good at conceptual math. You probably wonder what I'm talking about right now. Let me explain. ...more

Freestyle Parenting

Special Operations Warrior Foundation Fundraiser

by Gary (my husband)There are countless charitable organizations looking for donations, whether you want to save spotted owls or donate money to further the education of left handed people (we’re a special breed). Most people cherish every dollar they earn, and while they are interested in donating money to a worthy cause, they often don’t know where to start. Another problem is not knowing how much of your money is going to the cause your passionate about and how much is going towards the company overhead....more

Congress, Take This Job and Shove It

More than 16 years ago, I committed to the job of being the wife of a soldier. 11 years ago, I re-committed to the job of being the wife of a soldier, this time during wartime. A time when my soldier would have a deployment tempo that would have him gone almost half my 12 and 10 year olds' lives. I was committed. And I committed my children to the job of being the children of a soldier. But, now? You can take this job and shove it. Congress is no longer populated by people who come and go....more

I Don't Want My Sons to be Gay

Last night, my dear son stepped into the car after his first dance class, an occasion that should have elicited bright spirits. Instead, he was downcast. I asked him if he enjoyed his class and he replied, "Well. I enjoyed the dancing. But, a couple of the girls were laughing at me because I was a boy in their dance class."  ...more

Aging Gracefully

I've always said that I would fight my white hair. After all, I do love dying my hair. Quite frankly, I don't really dye it for vanity's sake, but because hair grows back, and I can play with it. It's like doing art on my body that, unlike a tattoo, can be done away with when I get tired of it....more
I agree.  I am 58 let my hair go natural at 50.  I really feel we need to take back the word ...more

A Glutening and a Detox

GluteningIn May, I had to change doctors. My new doctor didn't really trust my observation that eating gluten caused my vitamin levels to drop. She really didn't even believe me when I told her that I had been diagnosed with a vitamin D deficiency that caused me to have many neurological problems. She wanted to know if someone had told me that. When I replied that a neurologist had, she refused to believe me until she got the neurologist's report. Sadly, this is not the first time I've run into this....more

The Me I Used To Be- Life Lessons of the Young

Riding the bus was an exciting prospect for me. The year before, I'd gone to a school outside our school district. My mom drove me to school. Getting to ride the bus was new and exciting. I couldn't wait. I remember walking to the bus stop, eager to ride the bus for the first time. Getting onto the bus was a prospect in itself. My legs were small; the bus steps were not. Everything was wonderful....more

Advice From My Sons

I have a pretty open relationship with my children. I managed to give birth to three sons, all of whom have an advanced sense of humor. For this, I am thankful.Tonight, on our way home, we began discussing romance. I'm not sure how it came up, but we were discussing pickup lines. The overall consensus was that it is neither a good idea to tell a girl, "You are my density," or "You are my destiny." The first might work on a geeky woman, but the second would probably be too strong for any woman....more

He Could Have Been Named Tuukka

My husband and I went about naming our children in a haphazard sort of fashion. When we found out we were expecting a boy the first time, my husband had strong opinions on the names. Our boy was named Gabriel because that was Gary's favorite name. I was not happy about the name because I detest the nickname Gabe for some reason. We dodged that bullet quite nicely because our son doesn't like being called Gabe either. (On a side note, we recently adopted an adult dog, whose name is Gabe....more