Day 6: 40mg Strattera around 11am After finishing the five days of the 20mg sample packet, I moved on to the 40mg. I'm not feeling great -- foggy and drugged. About thirty minutes after taking it, my entire family was annoying me beyond description. This might be a coincidence, but I'm afraid this med might … Continue reading Day 6 — Strattera Update
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Highlights From Hell — I mean, Home
So much to post, so little focus. Bear with me. I've spent most of the week at Mamala's. I'll try to sum it up briefly. The following quote pretty much says all I can say at the moment about the trip and my relationship with my mom: "Honey, you really must look at the bright … Continue reading Highlights From Hell — I mean, Home
More Big Stuff
I've had a week -- birthday parties, another visit from Mamala, more marriage strife, and a wretched cold. So, I'm eating walnuts, drinking wine, and doing my best to form coherent sentences. My husband is a financial idiot. Oh, he's smart, but I now know that when we were young sprouts existing in a passionate … Continue reading More Big Stuff
Morning Madness
My boys have been in school for almost a month now, and I gotta tell you, I'm exhausted. I kept Piers in a half day Pre-K program so that he and Wallace, the three-year-old, would be on the same schedule. Honestly, it's just easier on me that way and I can not fathom getting anyone … Continue reading Morning Madness
No Simple Solution
I have so many thoughts floating around in my head these days, and I don't have a clue where to begin. So again, here's some randomness. Several years ago when I was finishing my undergrad degree, I only had two classes left to complete my Women's and Gender Studies emphasis. The problem was that I … Continue reading No Simple Solution
One Fine Father
Father's Day makes me a little nutty. Of course I never anticipate this annual reaction. It comes on fast and furious, and it's always difficult,but for the sake of my mental health I want to focus on the positive. Here goes... Today I'm so very grateful for Gil, father of my children and husband extraordinaire. … Continue reading One Fine Father
Bedtime is NOT for Wimps
For the first time since becoming a parent nearly five years ago, I'm making a radical decision about bedtime rituals with my children. I AM DONE. It hit me like a life-sized boulder as I was once again DREADING our nighttime routine while cleaning up the kitchen after dinner. Th emotions came hard and fast … Continue reading Bedtime is NOT for Wimps
Stuff I Screw Up
Gil: Did you soak my meat thermometer? Me: Yes Gil: Seriously? My meat thermometer has been sitting in dishwater overnight? Are you freaking kidding me? Me: Yes, and no I'm not joking. I'm sorry. Add it to the list of my weekly fuck-ups. Are you done? He slams the door. This is how my entire … Continue reading Stuff I Screw Up
Grief Happens 