Category Archives: Writing

Club Mid: Don’t You Forget About Me

MID-LOGO-small-copy[1]I’m super excited to announce that an essay I wrote about Hunter starting high school is up at Club Mid today. This is ironic, since my last post here was also about Hunter – and how the high school Hunter is driving my crazy! For the record, the Club Mid piece was written six weeks ago, before I began to experience life with the moody Freshman who now resides in my home. If you wouldn’t mind visiting Club Mid to read the piece, I woukld really appreciate it. I can’t respond to comments there – but I will read them. See you there (click here)!

IMG_2015PM0930_113539452

 

Thank you!

A Currently Post that Includes Birthday Musings

 324

I’m currently having a tough time getting back into blogging. This is probably because of my extended break over the summer (and my wish to still be sitting on the beach watching Florida sunsets!) and my own questions about blogging in general. I’ve been doing a lot of soul searching, in an effort to figure out where I want to go with The Latchkey Mom. I haven’t come to any conclusions. I’m not quitting, but I am trying to decide where I’m going. Does that make since? If it doesn’t – well then maybe you have a little glimpse into the turmoil I’m experiencing. I love writing, but I also have other wants and needs and I need to find a way for my blog to serve those wants and needs, rather than hinder them. I do have a couple of projects in the works and news to share – I promise. Just a few more days. Continue reading A Currently Post that Includes Birthday Musings

From Love to Hate and Vice Versa

BlogHopButton[1]Once upon a time I loved to eat pasta. I ate it all the time. It was a cheap food for a young woman who was in college and paying for it herself. Also, during the late eighties pasta was touted as being fat free and healthy. I’d eat mine tossed in Italian dressing and sprinkled with parmesan cheese. I was little back then, but I never did achieve six pack abs, despite thousands of sit-ups and daily work outs. Hmm, I wonder why? I kind of hate pasta now – I rarely eat it.  And when I do, I feel terribly bloated. Continue reading From Love to Hate and Vice Versa