Joggers. Not the runner kind, but the boys pants kind. I can’t stand them. The elastic ankles just remind me of Skidz from 1989, or your classic Hanes sweatpants from 1974 worn too tight. Now it’s not just athletic pants that are tapering the ankles and adding elastics that’s infuriating me. It’s the pants. The… Continue reading Losing the Battle with Joggers
I was clearing away dinner from the table last night when I asked my son to grab the last two things; the butter and the leftover corn on the cob. I didn’t really pay attention when he asked where he should put them, I just shouted, ” on the counter!” I just kept doing what… Continue reading When They Take What You Say Literally
Gosh I cannot believe summer has come to an end. As with previous summers, I barely got any blogging in, so I’ll take you back to the beginning of our summer with a trip to New York whitewater rafting with the Boy Scouts. I was both super excited for this trip… and crazy nervous. From… Continue reading Whitewater Rafting Upstate New York
