No, I am not pregnant.  I wrote this blog post, then read it and read the title and all I could imagine is everyone thinking we were expecti...

TT is a creature of habit.  He lives by his little rituals.  And bedtime is no exception.  Personally I blame the "experts" as the...

TT is all about books these days.  He loves to have stories read to him; and sometimes he'll even let Gene listen in on the fun. So wh...

Apparently last Saturday was "Take Your Kid to the Library Day".  No, really it was.  That really is a national "holiday...

My Grandma always was an avid reader.  When I was a girl she belong to the Reader's Digest Book Club.  She used to get two or three nov...

The Book of Tomorrow By Cecelia Ahern. This is the second book I've read by Cecelia Ahern, The Gift  being the first book by her t...

I finished reading Certain Girls by Jennifer Weiner last week, and the end of it left me speechless.  It hit a nerve for me, and while I...

This Little Mommy Stayed Home by Samantha Wilde I will be honest I picked this book up from the library simply because the cover and t...

When you live in the sticks (or is it from the lack of municiple funding these days) you need to either higher a private rubbish removal com...

My husband has a gift. Ok, he has many gifts (I can tell you he's blushing this now while reading this), but the gift I am talking abo...

Husband got me this book for Christmas (it was on my wish list). It's 172 simple acts (more like phrases to ponder and act on) to cha...

The other night at dinner Turkey says to us, "You know how I don't like looking people in the eye?" "Yes", I say k...

I know I've blog about it before, and I am sure I'll blog about it again; but as a mother of an infant it's a topic that fascina...

Look Me In The Eye: Flooding from Hurricane Irene Yesterday I posted about some Hurricane Irene flooding ; the blog above shows some still...

A good book is one of life's simple pleasures.  A pleasure that I was afraid Turkey had lost. Turkey learned to read the summer before...

The other night I was leading Turkey's den meeting (although I am not technically the den leader until the end of this month), and I set...

Since receiving Turkey's diagnosis of Asperger's I feel like my life has become a bowl of alphabet soup. But I suppose it's al...

I've been debating writing this blog entry for a few days now, but not debating whether or not to write it, but debating when to write i...