Sequestered with Teens; Day 13
My feet made me cry. Then Pearl Jam made me cry. I cuddled up on the couch to watch church this morning, and I noticed my feet. I have my dad’s feet. Long… Continue reading
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Sequestered with Teens; Day 12
Today felt somewhat normal. Maybe because I actually wore jeans. Maybe because Jesse and I left the house together (for necessary errands). The day didn’t start great, but it’s wrapping up decently. I… Continue reading
Sequestered with Teens; Day 11
Today was interesting. Who would’ve thought that we’d be planning a birthday celebration and measuring out individual spots for our attendees to stand? Today is Phoenix’s boyfriend’s birthday. We had to do something!… Continue reading
Sequestered with Teens; Day 10
Today we hit day ten, still locked in our household pen. The governor extended the call to Stay ’til May. How will I keep these teens at bay? Ayden says he’s tired of… Continue reading
Sequestered with Teens; Day Nine
Mother’s Instincts. Teenage Behavior. The rhythm of love and discipline, sympathy and boundaries. Last night as I said goodnight to Alexis, something inside me KNEW… she was going to sneak out. Don’t ask… Continue reading
Sequestered with Teens; Day Eight
Today I woke up mad at Jesse, which makes sense since I went to bed mad at Jesse. I’m over it now. That’s usually how it happens. The morning was rough though. I… Continue reading
The Wheel that Doesn’t Squeak
After I posted the Dees-Day-Seven-Dredge-Report (AKA Sequestered with Teens; Day Seven), I really got to thinking about the term, ‘the squeaky wheel gets the grease’. Part of the way I retain sanity and… Continue reading
Sequestered with Teens; Day Seven
Wow. Day seven. And our governor is talking about extending the Stay Home, Stay Healthy ordinance. I was actually excited to wake up for work this morning. It must have something to do… Continue reading
Sequestered with Teens; Day Six
This was a day of coconut milk-veggie stick communion, junk drawers, bathroom cleanings, river walks, and Robin Hood husbands. I watched church in my PJs, online. Pastor Danny was up on the stage,… Continue reading
Sequestered with Teens; Day Five
It was hard to get out of bed this morning. Almost like I didn’t know what I was going to do with myself once I was up. This is almost comical considering the… Continue reading
