My daughter, Julie, began teaching this year – making a fashion statement! She fell and injured the tendon under the bottom of her foot,...

You are never too old, or too “experienced”, as a parent to learn something new. Yesterday, I learned to never assume that each holiday...

DacsMommy Reblog… October 5, 2015 Have you ever been in a situation with your special needs child that made you laugh till tears ran down...

Everywhere I seem to turn I just want to crash and burn! The pile of clothes, the oodles of mess No wonder I live in a world of stress! I love my kids, but holy stromboli My patience is up, let me eat a cannoli! It’s off to the closet to fetch my broom And whisk away from this dusky gloom! The_Witch_on_Her_Broom_Stick_by_Ida_Rentoul_Outhwaite,_1921 By: Darlene “Screamin” Pistocchi

No other food can welcome the cool days of fall quite like a spicy bowl of chili. Whether you make it up for your family or for a crowd, it is usually a meal received with gratefulness. Playoff Chili has been well-named because it is also the perfect addition to those fall tailgating parties. This recipe has a balance of spices that will be sure to put points on the scoreboard. No matter how your team plays, you can count on this chili to score a touchdown. If you want to kee

Tony, who is seventy-nine, still tackles the ivory keys with vim and vigor. He has been playing for sixty years. Today he gave a concert...

Now ladies listen up…. It was that time…dread, terror and sheer panic enveloped me as I realised it was time to broach the subject with...

Tonight a song came on and my daughter started dancing. I mean she was getting down. Arms all akimbo. Bopping up and down. I watched her. Laughing and encouraging her to be the free spirit she is. I stood up and thought why not? I started mimicking her movements and what a sight we made. The music changed tempo to a slow dance. I stood there out of breath and the unthinkable happened. Dac moved over to me and wrapped her arms around my neck. It might have been “hug” time in h

The Adventures of Mister… This butterscotch beauty is sooooo handsome and he just loves to chat! He is also a big ham and loves to send...

Carbon-Paper_Indigo by 0Emilian Robert Vicol from Com. Balanesti, Romania, Public Domain, CC BY 2.0 via Wikimedia Commons Now I am using...

Thoughts of an English Mum Sports Day at my son’s school…the final race. There was silence but for the intake of breaths. The suspense was felt all around. The whistle had finally blown and the crowds erupted….. Graceful? Maybe not… Fast? More like faltering… Effort? Top marks…. The line in sight and the cheers had turned to whispers and open-mouthed stares as quite literally falling and flailing ungraciously across the finish line… But finishing first? That went to me… Yep,

Get up, get ready, kiss the kiddos and head off to work. I usually get home at around 6:30 and today was no different. Out of 5 kids,...

It feels strange to be the last surviving member on my family of origin. William, Helen, James, Dennis, Richard, Patricia; me. I know I...

Poetic Thoughts He’s looking at me his blue eyes, big and wonderful, and I wonder, “What he is thinking?” “I miss you when I’m at...

This issue celebrates Kids growing up, Kids going Back to School, National Grandparents Day, and the Everyday Working Mom. We are always...

I find it interesting how much I enjoy now at 62 the same endeavors of my childhood… I spent summer days at the beach a block from my...

What’s with teenagers and the garbage? Don’t they understand that it goes IN the trashcan and not sit ON top of it????? Anyone??? I am...

First thought coffee, right? I do love coffee, but I am speaking about my morning smoothie. For various reasons, my adult daughter and I...

The wind whispers. The trees speak. The birds sing. They all have the same message: “Let go and Trust. Everything is okay. You are loved....

To simply, ‘be’; Is to sit within, Finding Compassion For the way things are Today~ To place another upon the cross, Is to believe in their goodness~ Forgive yourself For what you have done That is gone Tomorrow is open and new As morning And stars awake, Laughing and dreaming~ “Kiss today goodbye and point me toward tomorrow’; A familiar song I hear, even now . . .

Thank you Linda Seccaspina xox Today I got my copy of Screamin’ Mamas Magazine in from Florida. I look forward to it each time I get it....

Toddler Tales of Turmoil I used to wonder anytime I went out and saw a kid dressed in some mismatched crazy outfit, “What was that parent...

as I awaken, I see the light the moon shines deep within my heart and, as i step out, on our lanai to look up in wonder, the prayers...

So my 12 year old son asked me today, out of the blue, what a certain rather rude word meant. After spluttering out my tea and drawing...