TBQH: Teenagers Today Suck

This sign hung on our fridge pretty much the entire time I was growing up. I found it a home in my own kitchen both because of the emotional connection with my mom and because it’s true. I’m not getting paid to clean up after these kids. It wasn’t so much an issue when they were itty bitty — but we are now talking about teenagers and young adults. I’m going completely mad crazy over the lack of respect, outright defiance and just total disregard for anyone’s time but their own. How on earth did my sweet, caring, loving little

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Full Plate = Tons o’ Stress

Hustling to get a steady income coming in again, constant job searching, wedding planning, pushing the kids to get their schoolwork finished for the year… now add: mega cleaning, yard prepping (so our landlord can show the property to potential new tenants), packing to move, registering the kids for regular public school for next school year, getting them set with school clothes and supplies… I think I’m going to go mad. My stress/anxiety levels are through the roof! How does it always end up being everything all at once? Obviously, wedding planning is going to take a backseat for the

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M.I.A.

MIA for about six months. I know no one is heart-broken over it! LOL A lot of changes have transpired in that time. I’ve moved — in with my love and my kids in a new town. I’d love to say that everything has merged together seamlessly, but that just isn’t the case. It’s taking a lot of adjustments and tolerance. I think I’ve mentioned that I mother two teenage girls — it’s no picnic — and they seem sure they are not in need of any mothering. So day-to-day relations are a struggle. Picking battles are a struggle. Not giving

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It’s a Moody Teen Christmas …

Nah, it’s not really toooooo bad! Just different. It seems the days of growing anticipatory excitement for the arrival of Santa Claus have drawn to an end, sadly. As have the early morning awakenings, the uninhibited exhibition of pure joy and thankfulness, and the impatient tearing and tossing of all that brightly colored gift wrap! I’d be lying if I said that I didn’t miss it. This Christmas morning I woke up before my kids. I sat in the kitchen sipping my coffee and waiting patiently for one of them to emerge from their slumber and make their way down

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