Next Year. . . Book Markers

– Posted in: Angry Tammy, Chronic Pain, Crazy Tammy, Elfie, Holidays, Homework, Newt, Personal Insanity, School

I got really angry today. Really, really angry. I was like a big ball of rage that was ready to blow up all over everybody, and I basically had to send myself to my room and hyperventilate to keep from strangling someone. Why?Valentine's cards.The kids' school requires them to make all of their own Valentine's [...]

The Lost Wheel

– Posted 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 [...]

Are We There Yet?

– Posted in: Complaining, Crazy Tammy, First World Problems, Forgetting, Holidays, Lying, Mouths of Babes, Personal Insanity, School, Shopping Hell, Time

Before I start this, let me just say that I know I'm a big, lucky whiner. I don't have to worry about going to the market and not coming home because someone blew me up with a car bomb. I know the water I'm drinking won't give me cholera. Hell, I don't even have to [...]

The Blue Airplane of Happiness

– Posted in: Crazy Tammy, Elfie, Getting Older, Grown-up Friends, Me Time, Newt, Parenting, Personal Insanity, The Kids are Killing Me, Time, Travel

So I haven't been dead or under a rock.  I've just been in Denver (And, no, that isn't some backhanded comment about Denver, which would be lovely even if you were somehow under a rock.  Dead, not so much.).  I still can't quite believe it myself, but I was on a real live girls' weekend.  [...]

Going Off the Rails

– Posted in: Chronic Pain, Crazy Tammy, Elfie, Family, Holidays, Life is Dangerous, Newt, Parenting, Personal Insanity, The Kids are Killing Me, Time, Uno

So I've cracked open the Halloween candy (managing to hold off for five whole hours after buying it) because I'm self-medicating with chocolate.  I've never really thought of myself as an "emotional eater" (and, seriously, I hate all of that psycho-mumbo-jumbo, not because it's untrue but because it's been so done to death by talk [...]

Just Another Day on the High Wire

– Posted in: Autism Recovery, Chronic Pain, Crazy Tammy, Depression, Family, Grown-up Friends, Mawage, Momless, Newt's Story, Parenting, Personal Insanity

So at the risk of bringing everyone down, I'm having a rough day.  Couple of days.  Actually, make that a couple of weeks.Even if you know me personally, you most likely have no idea that I've been having a rough time.  Because that's what I do.  I just power through.  I take the kids to [...]

Thank you, Thank you, Sam-I-Am

– Posted in: Chronic Pain, Cranky Tammy, Crazy Tammy, Depression, Mouths of Babes, Newt's Story, Parenting, Personal Insanity, The Kids are Killing Me

I don't know if it's because we're coming up to the end of summer, but I've been reading a lot of blog posts about how quickly childhood slips away and how parents need to cherish every moment of it.  And I really have to say. . . it's kind of starting to piss me off.Not [...]

Road Trip

– Posted in: Cranky Tammy, Crazy Tammy, Mawage, Mouths of Babes, Nevada, Parenting, Personal Insanity, Road Trip, Things To Do with Kids, Travel, Vacation

There's nothing quite like a vacation to show your family what it's really made of. It's like life on steroids.All things considered, I wouldn't say we're on the Mark McGwire of trips right now, but we're still on some serious roids. Tenzin, the kids, and I are driving across eastern Nevada on the "Loneliest Road" [...]

Year of the House Cleaner

– Posted in: Bright Side of Life, Cleaning, Crazy Tammy, Depression, Grown-up Friends, Parenting, Personal Insanity

The other day, while driving the kids to school, I noticed something odd. I was, for lack of a better word, "happy." This probably sounds terrible to people who either 1) walk around believing they're happy when they're probably just content, or 2) believe you should be happy all or most of the time and [...]