I used to drink, but I stopped when I got pregnant with my son. I haven’t touched it since.
Maybe an ex-drinker is the worst when it comes to vocalizing the evil of alcohol consumption, but I’ve got to say, it really rubs me the wrong way when I see THIS on my FB wall:
I’m sorry, but I just don’t think it’s funny that we as a society normalize drinking in excess:
Sometimes, people even rope the kids into it:
I’m not saying my post is going to get people saying, “She’s right… from now on, no more alcohol.” But please think about the message you are putting out there when you it comes to your behavior.
Do you want your kids to grow up thinking it’s funny to drink too much? That parenting requires an addiction? That their existence drives you to inebriate yourself?
Tipsy parents are not present parents. Hungover parents are not fun parents. If you are that stressed that you feel the need or entitlement to bask in the grape, maybe it’s time to simplify your life.
At the very least, make the #153Promise to do a little introspection regarding your daily habits and how they are represented to other people, most of all, your children.
-Kisses!



Now’s the time to select courses for next year. Placing your child in the correct classes is a very important decision and can set the stage for either a pleasant year, or a stressful one.
An education should be to discover what your child can learn and achieve- not what they can’t do. You may ‘know’ your child, but in this area, their teachers know more. You may see them doing their work at home, but if the teacher records zeros for assignments not handed in, your child may be sending you a coded message. They may be in their room ‘studying’ all night, but if they are not testing well, have you quizzed them on the material the night before to make sure they knew the content?
My ten year old daughter loves it when I write her notes in the morning before I go off to school since I leave before she wakes up. It starts off her day feeling loved, even though I’m not there to wish her well.
If your child is over 18, then they are an adult and can apply pretty much anywhere, as long as they meet the job description requirements.
I woke up this morning and found
T minus four days and counting… The “holiday” that gets men in a panic and parents in a bind.
I had a phone conference with my publisher a little over a week ago and he said something that really stuck in my craw- he questioned that I am a legitimate expert regarding kids’ issues.
So yeah… I think being a teacher makes me an expert.
I like to think of it this way… Do you know that famous saying adopted from the Native American culture, “Don’t judge a person until you’ve walked a mile in his shoes”? Well, I am a very literal person, so that means that I STOLE their shoes! (Also meaning it’s impossible to know 100% what ANOTHER person must feel.) Instead, I like to think of it as:
When was the last time you were smaller than everybody else? When was the last time you had almost ZERO control over your circumstances? When was the last time someone ELSE paid your rent/mortgage and held it against you? Or chose what you had to eat? Or wear?