So, this week kicked off the start of another recruiting season at work and brings along with it all the stress and traveling……..  I don’t know how I’m going to handle it this year.   I’m down a staff member who used to help with the traveling and now it’s just me.  I’ve been working random late nights and weekend days during the last few weeks and I had to work late last night and am traveling to Houston tonight.  The guilt is reaching obscene levels.  Luci looked at me this morning like she didn’t even know who I was!  How do working parents manage?  I am at a loss- sometimes it gets to be too much!   Any advice will be appreciated.  And, poor Craig, playing Mr Mom all the time and also dealing with crazy busy work.  I just feel so guilty.  I’m stressed and in a horrible mood.   And, the darn dog took a shit on the rug.

Obviously, I realize it’s better than the alternative:  unemployment.   And, I do like my job.  I just feel like I’m missing out on a lot with Luci.  I have absolutely no idea how all my students do it all- superstars in their career, families, travel AND school?  Blows my mind!

Then, to top it all off, I turn on the TV this morning to hear about that dip-shit from South Carolina’s outrageous, disgusting behavior.  What the heck?  How completely embarrassing for the south, once again.  What are these morons thinking?

Grrrr……..

Have you heard that Luci has crazy hair?   Well, here's your proof! Jami- I for sure think we should keep this going and start a separate blog with all morning hair posts  I may even include a few of my own, pretty spectacular morning hair looks. So, for the past 3 weeks, I've kept a camera in Luci's room and 1st →

Boo hoo hoo. Getting back to reality has proven to be even more difficult than I ever thought possible.  I miss my island.  Don't get me wrong, being back with Luci is a-mazing (God, we missed her!).  I just wish I could've brought the island home with us.  Seriously, y'all- I cried when we got in the boat and drove away →

My secret wish for Luci is for her to become a film director. I picture a little cutie-pie with frizzy hair at 7 or 8 years- old, running around donning a teeny-made-for-lil-girls Gorilla Biscuits t-shirt that her Dad made her, with a video camera, filming her stuffed animals.   Then eventually, going to film camp.  Some kids go to like regular ol →

Did you notice when this thing was going around Facebook?   I did one for myself a while back (remember, I love lists), so now I thought I'd do one for Luci Goosie, or Chubby Chapman as we've been calling her as of late. Her hair is insane.  Like insane-in-the-membrane, nutzo-craze-o insane.  Some days it's curly, some days it's flat.  Every morning, →

Needed to find an attention-grabbing subject line to grab ya back, reader.... that is, if there are any readers still out there.  Sorry for my posting-hiatus (I don't count the last post about the stinky gym dude as a real post- I just needed to bitch).  I've been uber busy.  And, uber stressed.  Work has been kicking my butt and →

Dear Skanky, smelly-ass Gym Dude, It is NOT ok to smell as bad as you do.  It is NOT acceptable for you to come barging into the track like you own the place, with your dang smelly, stinky, deeeesgusting gym outfit made of crap.  And, your stupid, stinky "running shoes" that aren't even running shoes at all, they've got no arch →

Thank you for giving me 60 shots in my thighs. Thank you for holding my hair and wiping my face when I was puking in the parking lot after the 1st IVF procedure. Thank you for holding my hand through many painful procedures and wiping my tears after many painful disappointments.  I realize I'm stronger than I look and I probably near-bout →

I've been getting a bit of flack for my sappy emo-girl blog posts.  So, I'm emotional.  I can admit it.  But, I'd like to think of myself as well-rounded with equal parts emo-girl and yes, bitchy-mcbitch.  I hope the aforementioned posts don't give readers out there the wrong idea.  I can still bitch with the best of 'em.  So, to prove →

I love lists. This is for all you lady-mammas-to-be out there.  I know a few peeps who are knocked-up so I thought I'd send out an unsolicited list concerning all things essential as I see them, for the 1st 9 months.  I've divided it into pre-baby checklist, newborn, and things you can wait on.  I also included a list of things I did →