Category: Call me mom

  • On the local news this morning I heard there was going to be a meeting tonight at the University of Texas – an open meeting between students, parents and administration to discuss a potential tuition hike. Funny…I wasn't invited. I receive a newsletter from the University…a newsletter from the Parents' Association…and I'm on the email list…

  • I felt it yesterday morning, like a palpable echo. When I awoke and remembered my college kids were back at school, I could feel the emptiness of their bedrooms. I didn't have to worry about being too loud and waking them…didn't have to remember to leave a little coffee for the girl…didn't need to think…

  • What's that old saying…."If you fall off a horse, you have to climb right back on or you'll never ride again?" Anyway, it's about facing your fears and today I did just that…I went shopping. The girl needed a few things before heading back to school. Once inside, I couldn't resist the pull of the Kohl's clearance…

  • I was down all day…knowing what was ahead of me, wondering if I would be able to find the right words…wondering if I would be able to explain myself and my reasons clearly enough…hoping there would be no tears.  The overcast day matched my mood and added to the melancholy. It's so sad when a relationship…

  • Mike Parker, editor of our local newspaper, was on the scene, snapping away, soon after the Suzuki Samurai had its little adventure a couple of weeks ago (see the background story here.) He sent me copies (as he put it…"ah…memories") but in a form I can't upload to my blog, so this is the blurb with one of…

  • Ah, we're such bad "parents"…here we are on the coldest morning since 1996 – it got down in the teens last night – and we had barely a spoonful of seed left for Frankie's breakfast. I gave him a couple of nuggets from Max's canned dog food to tide him over – he loves those!…

  • It's a scary thing, watching a surgical team whisk your child's gurney through those double doors, even if it's for a minor, non-emergency operation. A quick kiss on the forehead and Kendall was gone yesterday morning, leaving me with snippets of a recent conversation running through my head: a friend's son almost died following minor surgery this past…

  • Was it a basketball or soccer ball? We're not sure. It could have been either. Or both. What we do know is…sometime within the past 5 years or so, Kendall got banged on the nose hard enough to break it. But she has always been so tough, so immune to the bumps and bruises that go with the…

  • When you have a stress knot in your neck and to-do lists are popping up all over the house and you're wondering when you're going to have time to do all of them, is it really sane to head off to the movies after work instead of trying to scratch things off? Who cares? Yeah,…

  • It's a scary feeling…your kids going out the door on their own. It doesn't help knowing parents have been doing it since time began. You know…you KNOW…things can happen to your kids. You know it just takes a second…a blink of an eye…a tire on a wet road… But you also know they can't grow…