by heirtoblair on April 4, 2012
Monday was one of those days where Doug walked through the front door & I just shrugged. There was no dinner in the oven, the child was shoeless & filthy, toddler bedding was strewn across the living room floor, & my hair was in a top knot with a bandana holding back my bangs. In [...]
by heirtoblair on April 2, 2012
The next few weeks are busy for me, but not in an awful way. More in the sense that we’re taking a ton of trips to the park & finding a strawberry farm to go berry picking. Plus a lot of packing & deep-scrubbing the house so that when it does sell & I’m back in the [...]
by heirtoblair on March 28, 2012
The phone rang on Tuesday while Harrison played trains and I tapped out email responses. It was a job offer from SAS, a six-month contract as a digital marketing specialist with an excellent chance to turn permanent. I took a deep breath, negotiated a start date, & said “yes.” I’m going back to work in [...]
by heirtoblair on March 27, 2012
Harry is sick, the really terrible kind of sick where there is nothing to do but ride it out with extra-deep warm baths & a humidifier. Although this explains his turd-tastic behavior last weekend, I feel awful for the tiny guy when he’s sobbing in bed because he can’t breathe & it’s all “croup-y” according [...]
by heirtoblair on March 20, 2012
1) I dare not breathe, turn on the television, anything above a conference call whisper & key tapping….anything that gives away my direct location. 2) I lock myself in the bedroom/office & he physically attempts to beat down the door to get to me. Wails of torture from both parties ensue. 3) He uses intimidation [...]
