by Missy Stevens | Family
I feel the need to write something here, but all of my good somethings are still bad. They’re unfinished, at any rate. Here’s the deal. Once my head cleared after this, summer started. Did you know the schools are very firm on that last day? No wiggle room...
by Missy Stevens | Family
We sing a lot at our house. Badly. That’s not entirely accurate; Mark is musically inclined. He can play the guitar and carry a tune. I cannot. But I am not deterred by my inabilities. What I lack in musical skill, I make up for in killer lyrics. I’m a...
by Missy Stevens | Family
Today’s post is from the archives. In honor of the holiday weekend, here is a piece I wrote right after Easter last year. *** I watched you search. In turns, you tried different tactics. You stood in one place, glancing in all directions, unable to decide where...
by Missy Stevens | Family, Guest Posts
Almost two years ago I was preparing to hunker down for some severe weather. And by preparing, I mean checking Twitter for my weather news. Weather Man Mark* was keeping an eye on official weather reports, but I prefer to know what the person on the street – or...
by Missy Stevens | Family
I’m not sure what happened. I went to sleep in 2006 and woke up in 2012 (or actually, I haven’t slept much at all since 2006, so perhaps that makes the question moot and explains my surprise at the passing of time?). My firstborn turned six this month....
by Missy Stevens | Family
Last week Meemo came to live with us. I don’t actually know if that’s how you spell his name, but since Meemo is P.’s imaginary friend, and P. cannot spell, I’m making an educated guess. Meemo is, and I quote, “A very tiny tiger. He wears tiny...
Lapsed homemaker. Looking to hire a full-time housekeeper who will work for the sheer joy of a job well done and free coffee. Interested parties, DM please. 
