• Hunt for Gosling

    Ryan Gosling is rumored to be in Skaneateles, NY. So, I had no choice…. Would we find him sunbathing? Dining at a local restaurant? Building a house for Allie? It didn’t matter. This is the first time I have taken a spontaneous road trip without kids in a decade. It’s times like this that you know who your true friends are. Nikki didn’t tell me I was crazy. Wait, yes she did, but she went anyway. It was worth the trip. A chance to see Ryan Gosling and take in this view: We spotted a few men who looked like Gosling and a lot of men who did not, if…

  • Vindication!

    I was pressured to potty train each of my three children.   “You better get that baby out of diapers.”  I wasn’t being lazy.   I didn’t enjoy cleaning feces off my child’s arse.  They weren’t ready.  Still, I caved to the constant criticism.  My son cried like Nancy Kerrigan as he sat on the potty chair.  Whhhhhyy?   I bought a seat with cartoon characters hoping to make the experience fun.  More tears.  I purchased a seat that played music when he tinkled.  More tears.  I became a potty chair collector.   However, unlike Precious Moments figurines,  I couldn’t display them in a curio cabinet.  (I never quite understood the fascination with that…