Published on Sunday, December 18, 2011 by Katherine And a knife.  For real. I’m not sure how we got back in to fishing.  It’s probably due to my older son’s love for the sport.  Towards the end of the summer, we began to surf fish in Corolla, and it has done nothing but escalate from there. Would I begin a fishing spree in the spring though?  No, that is too easy.  Typical me, it all starts to happ...

Published on Wednesday, November 30, 2011 by Katherine I was the type that would never step on an ant.  I still won’t.  I rescue any critter that flies or crawls in to my house, and attempt to save neighborhood animals I find in need.  As a child, fishing with my parents always led to me whining, “Ohhhhhh… poor fishie!”  And rescue animals?  Let’s just say I can’t count them on two hands, much less four. ...

Published on Sunday, January 23, 2011 by Katherine In the Burger King drive-through: Me:  What is that down there? My Son:  I can’t tell. Me:  (Rolling down the window.)  Hmmmm… My Son:  It’s an antler!  Hold on! (Son gets out of the car and grabs the single worn antler from the drive-through lane.) Me:  You are NOT putting that antler on my car. My Son:  Yes I am! During the ...

Published on Tuesday, January 18, 2011 by Katherine My boys began with Pokemon, so many years ago.  I was sad when they graduated to Yu-Gi-Oh.  Much more complicated and a lot less fluffy. And then, quite unexpectedly he came back.  Pikachu, that is – through the hands of my daughter. Pokemon is still out there and is as popular as ever.  At least it is in the third grade circle.  But today’s Pokemon g...

Published on Sunday, August 29, 2010 by Katherine Remember a week ago when I called 911 for my son’s ankle?  After seven days the swelling is finally starting to come down and he can walk on it without crutches, although gingerly at best. What I’m impressed with the most other than his giant Hobbit-looking foot is the super cool bruise that began to develop just a few days ago. We have watched it spread fr...

Published on Wednesday, April 7, 2010 by Katherine Just in case any of you question the deep respect my teenage sons have for me: Let it be known that all previously unsuspecting drivers traveling from the Outer Banks to Virginia Beach yesterday were duly warned....

Published on Monday, March 1, 2010 by Katherine My nine year old daughter had a physical a few weeks ago in preparation for her dental surgery.  Surprisingly, the pediatrician felt I should get her eyes checked, as one of them was registering at 20/40. You know how Charlie Brown’s teacher sounds when she talks?  That is pretty much what my daughter heard, except for the following exception.  “Mwa mwaaa mw...

Published on Tuesday, January 26, 2010 by Katherine I have written three posts in the last two days, all of which were crumpled up and tossed over my shoulder.  From my now dead washing machine and flooded garage to my empty bank account and ever growing piles of unwashed laundry – let’s just say I sounded like a whiney, middle aged hag. So I am completely turning the tables.  I am slowly learning from bloggin...

Published on Friday, January 8, 2010 by Katherine You never have to change the sheets because your teenagers sleep on the couches. There is drool on your couch and the arm rest smells like dirty hair. Briefs are out and boxers are in. Every month you find cut hair in the sink and on the floor.  Nobody looks like they have had a haircut. You see their eyes shift towards you as they quickly type a text mess...

Published on Monday, August 24, 2009 by Katherine Ding! Ding! Ding!  Do you hear that?  It is the sound of school bells.  To modernize it, I suppose it is now, "BREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE." Yes, today is the big day.  First day of school.  One in tenth, one in eighth and one in second.  We have a graduation this school year as well as a first Penance and (gulp) First Communion.  It will be a year of highs and lows...

Published on Monday, May 11, 2009 by Katherine Friday night involved packing, feeding all the critters and loading up the car for a weekend in Corolla.  On a whim, I pulled into Blockbuster on the way so the kids could pick out a movie to watch on the way down.  While searching through the children's section with my youngest, I heard a loud bang followed by the sound of multiple thumps and clatters.  With a k...

Published on Monday, March 9, 2009 by Katherine Yes, you heard right, we shoplifted.  But not on purpose, really!  This weekend we went to Sports Authority to get running shoes for one of my boys.  He began to dig through a clearance bin of unmatched socks, which is when I realized he had forgotten his.  Should I expect anything less? He was going to use the socks in the bin while he tried on the shoes. ...