Life With Boys

The mis-adventures of two crazy boys and their bleary eyed parents.


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  • Dreamed the boys volunteered me to help bake cookie/cracker things that were 6’ by 3’ and I was having an oven related panic attack- because I basically couldn’t cook a door Continue reading

  • Life with boys Continue reading

  • Can’t see my hand in front of my face …

    Last night- maybe 3 a.m. I found myself in the bathroom- and it was so dark I could not see my hand in front of my face and I started thinking- which as usual leads to nothing productive.  I cannot believe how fast time is flying by. Tyler is nearly 16 and learning to drive Continue reading

  • Morgan: We need to do a fundraiser for NJHS, I said a trivia night.Me: Really?Morgan: Don’t worry I didn’t tell them about you Continue reading

  • Me: Am I weird for not being all that into Halloween?Matt: No, you’re weird for other reasons Continue reading

  • Me: Tyler I thought you were going to Art Club today. Tyler: I was, but then I was thinking about the plague and got on the bus. Me: Like the black death? Tyler: Of course. Continue reading

  • Update – Fever has broken, feeling better than I was – but not better yet. Had more blood drawn today. See the dr on Friday – a bit of an appetitie since the change of meds but still being careful. Also pinched nerves in wrist and hip which is just annoying. This is just silly. Continue reading

  • Tyler just offered to make me refried beans with his smoothie blender and a can of butter beans Continue reading

  • And my life is now a plot from House MD … The labs came back — negative for tick-borne illness. So I go back to having no idea what is going on – and still feeling like crap. I will go for another set of labs on Wednesday. In the meantime, I am switching meds Continue reading

  • Challenge: recipes/ ideas for foods that I can manage ( part of it is the meds part of it is the tick fun, nausea, sore throat) requirements- not spicy (even a dash of pepper gave me amazing heartburn) smooth (rice was too scratchy to swallow) Not hot soup (hot makes me sweat more) not super Continue reading

About Me

I started this site so my mom could get news about her grandkids without me having to walk her through the process of trying to open and email attachment several times a week.  Since then she has passed away and I’ve fallen off the blog wagon, but I’m inspired to pick it up again now.

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