The other day, I read an article in the New York Times about Heather Greenwood, a woman from a mixed-race family in Toms River, New Jersey. She basically described a life filled with relentless confrontation from strangers about her family. In the article, they recounted an incident when a woman in a store saw Heather…
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Written on
January 16, 2011 by
Tammy in
Bullying,
Cancer Sucks,
Crazy Tammy,
Elfie,
Grown-up Friends,
Kid Friends,
Mean Girls,
Personal Insanity,
Sappy Tammy,
School
So I had a small nervous breakdown the other morning. As I mentioned in my holiday letter, Elfie has been getting “mean girled” at school recently. She’s in first grade, and even though I know kids are capable of this type of thing starting at birth, it’s been depressing because her school really focuses on…
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Written on
November 30, 2010 by
Tammy in
Chronic Pain,
Dogs,
Family,
Grief,
Holidays,
Injuries,
Life is Dangerous,
Momless,
Personal Insanity,
Uno
Incidentally, this is not me. About a week ago, a few days before Thanksgiving, I thought I broke my ass. I’m not talking in a figurative “I really broke my ass trying to get that blah blah blah finished,” sort of way. I actually mean broke my ass. We were sledding — my least favorite…
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Written on
June 22, 2010 by
Tammy in
Cancer Sucks,
Cranky Tammy,
Dogs,
Elfie,
Getting Older,
Grief,
Mom dying,
Momless,
Newt,
Parenting,
Personal Insanity,
Travel,
Vacation
We’re less than two weeks away from the anniversary of my mom’s death, and I stupidly (and, yes, incredibly) thought this would only be difficult on the actual day it occurred and not all the days leading up to it. But then what would I know — I’m a newbie mourner. My first clue was…
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Written on
May 26, 2010 by
Tammy in
Cranky Tammy,
Elfie,
First World Problems,
Mawage,
Momless,
Money,
Newt,
Parenting,
Personal Insanity,
Shopping Hell,
Tenzin
When I was a kid, I loved The Pink Panther Strikes Again with Peter Sellers. It’s the one where Inspector Clouseau’s loyal assistant, Cato, attacks him whenever possible so that Clouseau can practice warding off assassination attempts. If you haven’t seen it, picture really bad martial arts, complete destruction of private property, and a funny…
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Many years ago, before the addition of the children, I was the type of person who always sent birthday cards, thank-you notes, and new-baby gifts. Today, I’m lucky if people get a “Happy B-day!” from me on Facebook. My grandmother would probably be rolling over in her grave (were she not cremated). She was the…
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Written on
January 15, 2010 by
Tammy in
Autism Recovery,
Getting Older,
Holiday Letter,
Holidays,
Mom dying,
Newt's Story,
Parenting,
Personal Insanity,
Religion,
Working for Pay,
Worst Mom Rants
So as I mentioned earlier, I’m sending out New Year’s cards instead of Christmas cards this year (due to my usual lack of organization and punctuality in this department). Many of you, I assume, are reading this as a result of receiving said card and not receiving my annual holiday letter. Instead, you got a…
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