My Mom is helpful to a fault, so I pretty much only tell her about ongoing issues when I'm actively seeking advice. We're very close and have a good relationship, but she's not a useful person to vent to because she always wants to fix things.

(Ok, I also didn't tell her I had pneumonia last week, but that's just because I'm lazy and haven't called her yet. If I'd had a chest x-ray or something I would have told her.)

Three cats, huddled on a tall cat tree, watching in rapt trepidation as the growling garbage truck tosses our garbage bin around. They amuse me.

Jessica's mom is my mom, especially when it comes to the children. I have to be all sweetness and light with her, or she tries to fix things, and her method of fixing things is basically to tell me in detail all the things I am doing wrong. I only lie by omission, and of course I would tell her if somebody was hospitalized.

I figure my family has bigger things to worry about right now, which is a convenient lie I tell myself. But I really don't want to add to the 24/7 worry they've got going on. My mother has shown an ability to fixate kinda distubingly on medical stuff going on with me, to the point of us having our one fight when I was back for Christmas. I'd like to avoid that fight in the future, and if being selective in what she gets to hear is how I can work out how to do it, so be it. I'd never tell my father anything and ask him to keep it from her, and I feel bad asking that of my sister, since they're so close...so...

Ugh. Not to overshare with y'all but I figure you aren't my mother, so this won't worry you: the lice is back. Unfun. I mean, I don't really mind the treatment, but I had plans for today that didn't involve the kids staying home from school, or massive laundry, or my spending two or three hours combing through everyone's heads.

Ugh Burrell.

I don't really tell anyone in my family much of anything...I have severe trust issues with my siblings that I have had since I was quite young. And my mom is one of those catastrophic worriers that blows things epically out of proportion...now made worse by whatever cognitive/dementia issues she has now.

SHAVE EVERYONE.

This extreme solution is reason #324 why I wouldn't be a good parent.

Was peckish. But once I finished washing dishes and pans and cleaning the sink, I wasn't hungry anymore. Hm. I wonder how often I eat just because I'm bored. Considering my weight, I'm betting, a lot.

Not going to shave everyone although we did give Isaac a very short cut last time. I was planning on cutting my hair shorter anyway, but not actually short enough to make a difference (as that would be cutting it to about 1/2 an inch or so).

With the boys it was buzz cuts. The laundry forever thing sucked though. There should be an easier solution.

My family on both sides over shares. We just do. Step-dad has emailed me when mom has poo'd. (granted, it was an issue at the time) If one of us has gone to the doctor or hospital or whatever and hasn't let everyone know it would be because we forgot. I was used to my family and the routine sharing of all things medical, but I wasn't used to my mother-in-law's openness level. She several times a year gives me very sexy lingerie if DH and I are going some where or doing something. Just last week she gave me a skimpy leopard print number for my anniversary trip to Chicago. Um, how about mittens or a scarf?

I recently found out that there are delousing salons where I guess you can take your kids to be combed and shampooed and whatnot for you.