The Hospital Kid

The Hospital Kid. Every family it seems, has one. At the Non Stepford House, *I* am the acknowledged Hospital Kid. Someone gets hurt, it’s usually me. I mean, I had the porch roof vomit on my head, for crying out … Continue reading

Motheritis

It seems I’ve gained another twenty pounds or so. It comes and goes through out the day, and always on one hip, or my lap. Yes, Motheritis is in full swing at the Non Stepford Home, and I half wonder … Continue reading