Balancing Act
Finding pearls of wisdom in a real woman's world
After a full day of fun in the sun in the dunes of Lake Superior, my family and I were only too ready for some good food - white fish, anyone?
Over half of our large family ordered the white fish because, duh...that's the thing to order when you are within rock's throwing distance from any of the Great Lakes, right? Anyway, those of us who are not so fortunate to loooooove fish had a decision to make. Risk ordering a… Read MoreComing back from our ten day vacation last week was painful for a number of reasons, not the least of which was returning to being "chief, cook and bottle washer". Ignoring the fact that there are no longer any bottles in our house, the general idea is still the same. Back to work. Back to the grind. Back to me being the sole creator of pretty much every dinner in our little house.
Meanwhile, I've also had my fellow blogging sister, ShortOrderMom,… Read MoreJust the Ticket for Sleeping in the Woods...
So, we're settled in here up in the U.P. (that would be the Upper Peninsula for all da' non-Yoopers out dere in dat dere cyberwhatchamacallit...) aka the North Woods. No one can be certain 'cuz' there is absolutely no concept of time here whatsoever, but I think this is our 5th trip here. And let me just reiterate one last time. You can take Princess Peg out of the city, but you can't… Read MoreIf you're just joining this reverie of the North Woods, you might want to catch up by visiting my first two posts on this subject, City Girl in the Woods and Bathing in The Itch - Yes, The Itch!
So, we sat around the big fire, toasted marshmallows, the kids told ghost stories, the adults imbibed. Quintessential American stuff, right? The kids go to bed about 10:30, followed closely… Read More
Then, there was the bathing situation. You guessed it. No running water. Bathe in the ice cold lake. Our cabins are a 10 minute car ride from Lake Freakin Superior. Can you say, "Arctic"? Try shaving your legs in that water. So, the first time I was heading into the little lake outside our cabins to take a dip /… Read More
Camping? Count me out. Yes, I like being outdoors. To an extent. Like in my own yard. And when I can go back to the comfort of my climate controlled environment at will. Having been born and raised in the city, my husband and I are both pretty much dyed-in-the-wool city… Read More
About Me
I am a writer, both the freelance and eight-to-five type, and also love singing, reading and working on my first book. When life isn't too terribly hectic, I really enjoy contributing to my blog, White Trash Mom, as Tacky Princess.