Sundays with Stretchy Pants

It’s like Tuesdays with Morrie without all the wisdom

About

momrunningI have been married for 13 years to a really great, long-suffering guy who I feel bad for every day. I’m a stay-at-home-homeschooling mom to 3 daughters, Lena (10), Liberty (10) and Maya (6). Our 10 year olds actually started off as one person until their little zygote decided to split and make 2 separate individuals who look identical, but are very different. It’s too bad we have to treat them as a unit because they really could be unique if only we’d allow it. That’s what they get for being identical. Not my fault. We suspect that the 6 year old also had a twin, but she ate it. She would do something like that.
Oops, that was about them, not about me. Let’s try again…

I moved to Columbus, Ohio in 2005 after living in Chesaning, Michigan for most of my life. This has caused a bit of culture shock, but in a really good way. For instance, Jeni’s ice cream is the best thing about the WHOLE WORLD and I wouldn’t have know that if I hadn’t moved to the big little city of Columbus. See the culture shock? I have lovely friends who challenge me and make me grow in all the most important ways: parenting, writing, eating, drinking, and reading. I like movies, tv, beer and books. All at once. With chips. Oh! That reminds me, I had never eaten Kettle Brand salt and vinegar chips until I moved next door to the grocery store in the big city. Also? DONUT DELIVERY! Good heavens, the culture shock. To my pants.

Oh, and after long runs on Sundays, I like to wear stretchy pants. And despite what you read here, I very much like what I do.

Also, I am both for and against the Oxford comma.