This year has been a turd.  It really has.  So, I'm forcing myself to sit down and recount some of the more positive aspects of the year...

I screamed in my kitchen this morning.  It was a scream of pure satisfaction.  It was a carnal scream.  You see, I had just tasted somethi...

OK, it's time to purge.  Time to word vomit.  I'm sharing my feelings here because, well, they're my feelings and I want to shar...

Sara. My Sawa. She woke me up this morning by shoving her arm in my face. "Momma, Momma......it hurts." Well of course it hurt...

Big, big, big, big changes in the Shelton house lately.  Jeremy and I have both started new jobs. Jeremy left the school district after the ...

I hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate.....the dance.  I am disgruntled with the dance.  I love seeing Sara enjoy herself.  I love seein...

I have to post this blog right now.  Reasons: 1.  I have 42 seconds to spare. 2.  It's fresh on my mind. Let me fill in the back sto...

And now....straight from the transcript of my life. Riding in the car.  On the way to the zoo. Emily:  Momma, Sara said I should pee in ...

Just some observations... Those with low IQ must make up with it with high decibel levels. If you think to yourself that this might be s...

My mission today was to get the girls pre-school supplies bought. I would have bought them the day we were given the list in June. I remem...