Home #momlife Weekend Ramblings

Weekend Ramblings

Weekend 11.6

I’ve been sick all week. I have, what is likely, a mild cold, but I haven’t been sick in so long - since well before the pandemic - that I’ve forgotten what it feels like. called Linzi, to whine.  “I’m SICK,” ...

Weekend 10.30

I’m running late to school pick-up, so I call Pax’s phone. He picks up. I hear chewing in the background.   “Pax?” I say. “It’s Mum! I’m running late, but I’ll be there in 3 min!” He’s still chewing, and I can hear him rustling around. “Pax? Can you hear me?” I hear his little, “hey-lo” so I launch back in. “Ok good...as I was...

Weekend 10.23

We're talking space, time & cataclysmic, planet-ending events, plus a potential cure for cancer. Then there's the fun stuff: cute dresses, cashmere, Halloween & gifts.
Mike has declared Sundays as Family Documentary Watching Night. Mike being Mike, of course, chose NOVA’s The Planets, a five-part series on the planets in our solar system. It is both fascinating and…depressing.   Deeply depressing. It turns out, as our Sun ages, it not only gets hotter, but it also grows in size. Which means, one day (roughly 5 billion years...

Weekend 10.16

Turns out being on camera & talking on camera are 2 different things. My tales of vaccine informercial, plus beauty we want now & fashion deals too good to miss.
I’m reasonably comfortable in front of a camera. I’ve been, uh, posing for photos for more than 10 years now, and have done my fair share of video, too. But my at-home setup is nothing like the professional studio I found myself in. And it’s not Syd on the other side of the camera -- with her easy way and dry wit...

Weekend 10.9

Hi gang - Em here. I’m only too honored to be pinch hitting for S on this round of the weekend post. I feel a bit like a guest anchor holding down Weekend Update at SNL (no pressure!). Here’s hoping I don’t flub my lines. Chris and I are both only children. It’s been a bit of a point of...

Weekend 10.2

Gwen's getting married (cue the flutters,) plus the jeans I'm obsessed with, my Reformation dress, shoes worth noting + more fun fashion.
Good morning! By the time everyone reads these words...our sweet Gwen will be married. We are over-the-moon excited for our girl and, in truth, I can barely concentrate on anything else. She's getting married at the shore, which means I have to get packing. Like...now. Luckily, my mom and sister are both here for the wedding, so the chance...

Weekend 9.25

For every dollar you donate (up to $2,500), we'll donate a dollar to Philadelphia's The Spot Period Hub, started by Lynette Medley of No More Secrets.
While visiting my family a few months ago, we stopped by Snowbound Books (such a great name for an Upper Michigan bookstore, no?). The kids each got to choose a book or two and Pax, reliably, made a beeline for the graphic novels. As I was heading up to the checkout, I glanced at the book he had chosen....

Weekend 9.18

The hubs finally had eye surgery & we've got thoughts on the Social Dilemma. We're also eyeing some good fall fashion faves. Think: sweaters & corduroys.
Mike had eye surgery last week. The man sees double (he has for the last 20-something years) and therefore has had, in addition to regular prescription lenses, a prism, making his glasses Coke-bottle thick. Technically speaking, he could’ve had this twelve-minute surgery at any point, there was no particular emergency, but he had simply never gotten around to it. I suspect...

Weekend 9.11

Pax asked last night if Mike and I remembered anything about 9/11. It was one of those moments when time sort of stops, just for a second, like a shot directly to your heart, a punch in the gut.   Of course we remember.  We all have our stories, too. I remember running to the phone, calling and calling and calling...

Weekend 9.3

A brief rant about smut merchants & the abortion law, plus some really fun sales. Think: Reformation linen, Cami NYC, Saks Fifth Avenue, Nordstrom & more.
In 2004, Joanne Webb, a mother, a Baptist, and a former schoolteacher in Burleson, TX, was arrested for being a ‘smut merchant’(1). If you are unclear on exactly what makes one a ‘smut merchant’ (or if you’d like some direction on how to pursue this very intriguing career path), Joanne was simply holding “Passion Parties,” which were basically the Tupperware...