A Tea-Tray in the Sky

There are things that I've allowed myself to stray from. And I keep telling myself to get my shit together, I am in control, I can make ...

I don't talk much about my pets. Which, in and of itself, is horrible. Before Alice, they were my children. Now they are the reason I va...

Dearest Nelly, I'm not sure how to begin, the nicest way to tell you this. So I'll come right out...you have to write more. You have...

I wrote my first post on December 18th, 2011. Of course, not at A Tea-Tray in the Sky . That first step into the darkside of blogging was so...

I always thought I had fantastic followers. I've even bragged a time or two. Then I go and ask you guys for a favor, a simple request ...

There's a person in my life that loses everything. I won't mention any names. I've already had to join the blogger protection pr...

Growing up, in my family, I was always known as the computer savy one of the bunch. I was the youngest, so computers had been a part of my l...

I have trouble saying no. I'm sure my husband, if he read my blog, would laugh heartily at that statement, but it's true in some res...

"Alice? Do you have to go potty?" I asked. She wasn't holding herself, but she didn't seem right. "I already did,...

I found this in my mail box yesterday. Do you know what this is? This is rediculous, is what it is! How dare a company send me a Halloween c...

I'm sure I'm not alone when I say, "Oh, how I wish I could get more sleep. Just sleep a little longer." This morning, Hatt...

You may remember a few months back, I gave up television for Lent. No tv. At all. I felt compelled to end the addiction when I found myself ...

After adjusting the laces on my shoes, I stepped on, set the treadmill, and started to run. With my iPod in hand, I scrolled through the art...

I don't want to alarm you, but maybe, just possibly I might have a problem. It's still too early to be sure. I downloaded another er...

Happy to report, I might just have a stalker. Relax, no need to be jealous quite yet. No one is hiding in the bushes with high tech photogra...

Today, by the suggestion of a fellow mom, I found my myself at a local nursery (not the baby kind) that also has wooden death traps structur...

breaking point: noun 1: the point at which a person gives way under stress 2: the point at which a situation becomes critical ************ T...

Quite a few years ago, Hatta and I lived with his grandmother. Her husband had recently died and she had developed lameness of some sort. Th...