Shopping for School Clothes

August 20, 2008

When I was a kid, I absolutely loved back to school shopping.  I took great pleasure in going to the store with my official school supply list in hand and carefully selecting my supplies, being conscious to avoid having too much color repetition in the folders and notebooks.  Then, it would be on to the clothing department where I was faced with the thrilling and terrifying task of selecting the perfect first-day-of-school outfit.  The other days were important as well but the first day look was critical.


One thing I’ve learned about boys is that they don’t feel the need to accumulate clothes and shoes they way girls do.  They also don’t seem to engage in the same image-driven back to school planning as girls. They could wear the same outfit every day for a week and not care.  Really.  After bribing my boys with the promise of a fast food lunch, I did manage to get both of them into a store today.  They immediately and completely rejected my attempts at dressing them in nice button-down shirts and slacks.  We ended up buying the standard guy wear of jeans and t-shirts, which was fine.  The whole shopping trip was so fast that neither one of them really had time to complain.  At least now I know they will look somewhat respectable as they head to the bus stop on the first day of school.  After all, that’s the day it really counts, right? 

What’s that Smell?

August 14, 2008

At what age to boys start to really care about personal hygiene?  There is a conversation that goes on almost every day in our house with one or both of my boys:


Me:  Have you taken a shower yet today?

Them:  No, I just took one yesterday.

Me:  Even so, you need to take one every day.

Them:  Why?  I’m not even sweating.

Me:  Just do it.

Them:  Later.

Me:  How about now?

Them:  Ughhhhh (eyes rolling)

Me:  Thank you.

Them:  Whatever.

Me:  And use soap!

Mom’s Taxi

August 6, 2008

I have found that being a housewife also means playing chauffer to my kids as well as others around the neighborhood.  I regularly find myself running a free taxi service to and from various sports practices.  I don’t mind doing this as long as there is an understood level of reciprocity with the other moms.  There is for some but not for all.  In fact, the other day as my oldest and I were picking up another boy who supposedly didn’t have a ride, I noticed a minivan with high school sports stickers (clearly a mom-mobile) parked in the driveway.  After confirming that the car in question did belong to the boy’s mother I asked, “Why couldn’t she take him?” Not hostile, just curious.  My son’s response?  “She stays home and takes care of the house.”  What?!?

My Very First Blog Post

August 5, 2008


I have kept journals off and on over the years so now that I’m back “on”, I thought it would be fun to join the masses and post a blog.  Why not, right?


So I’ll start by saying that my life as a housewife is good.  I love the fact that I can schedule my own days.  Well, sort of.  That said, my days can include and are not limited to acting as the maid, pet groomer, personal shopper, nurse, errand runner, travel planner, taxi service, handyman, and chef.  All this so that my family and I can enjoy relaxing together in the evenings and on weekends without having to spend all that time doing housework.  Oh, I’m also taking classes online.  It’s one of the few things I do that’s just for me.  I should add that I have not always been a housewife.  I have been on both sides of the work fence and I can honestly say that I prefer to be right where I am now.