By the time I was nearing my blog break I was a blogging machine. I was writing every single day and had
Life Does not Discriminate
There was a time when I could not wait to write. I formulated. I thought. I wrote entire posts in my head
Am I conditional?
I just scrapped yesterday’s post. I spent hours trying to say something and I just couldn’t seem to force the words out,
Updates and Moving Forward
[UPDATE] On Friday I was freaked out. Kyle was sick again and I was sick of him being sick again. With a
I should be continuing our SJS story, but Kyle is sick — again.
Today my writing is sloppy and brief. I will fix it when I can. Shortly we are leaving to take Kyle to
Part 2: Stevens-Johnson Syndrome, the Beginning
Simultaneously numb and completely in shock. That is how I have been and continue to be. Slowly I am coming back. We
Gunnel Starting our Sandwich Generation
(I know I said I would continue our Stevens-Johnson Syndrome Story. I have a lot already written and ready to post. It
Part 1: Seriously? Where do I begin? Stevens-Johnson Syndrome…
I shake my Fists at You! Over the next few weeks I want to share our story, the story of how Stevens-Johnsons
A Picture of My Parents
Last week Dave and I dropped the boys off at my mom’s and while there she showed me a bunch of old
The Nordstrom Juniors Dressingroom & Freezing the Carrots that Were Not Meant to be Frozen
Here is the text I sent a good friend last night (and yes, I type fast and have the ability of sending
The Summary: I am NOT AN IDIOT!
. . . So now here I sit in one of the many Salt Lake City Starbucks. My boys are down in
I’m an idiot Part 3: Dooce and Crazyus
The idiocy of this post. Here is deal. When I decided I wanted to actively blog again, a well-known blogger told me
i’m an idiot Part 2: The Super Brief 5 Year Run Down
Since the time I left Blogher and we sold our Salt Lake City house and moved to Park City, Utah, a
CrazyUs at Blogher 2006
Just yesterday I was looking at my crazyus.com email archives and was completely blown away. I have not really looked at
Udated my About Page
Take a look. Gracias!
the beautiful sounds of my sons screaming at each other
“AHHHHHHHHH!” I hear from the basement. In my mind I see the boys fighting all American Gladiator Style and I am sure