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mrschaos
chaos...it’s how I roll.
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I get it. I do.
Love to you my dear. xoxo
Skeletons in the closet
I only deep-clean when I'm angry. And I was angry. Rather than be spending time cleaning out a closet and re-organizing purses, wallets, clothes, shoes and every accessory I own by color, style and length I would have preferred to be seeking revenge. That kind of angry. It's a damn good thing...
I'm in. And thank you.
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Operation Eleanor: Here. We. Go.
Are you ready? It's time to start our little big challenge! Operation Eleanor starts today. If you're joining me on this adventure, you can already account for one of your 30 things: This. Doing this. Check today off on the calendar. Be sure to link up below if you're participating and add yo...
Tomorrow it is. Here we go...
Operation Eleanor: 30 Day Challenge
Clearly I'm not one to be motivating anyone else to take this trek if I'm in need of taking it myself, but Mark Twain is. I think. I don't actually know if he's inspiring to you but this quote was like oh-so-fitting so let's just roll with it, ok? Ok! *brisk hand clap* A lot of people had que...
Just the idea of this scares me enough to actually think about doing it. I avoid a lot. There is much that could be on my list.
Do one thing every day... for 30 days challenge
If it's the thought that counts then I owe quite a few people apologies and others owe me restraining orders. I'm also in great shape on account of how often I 'think' about going back to yoga, will have a book published any day now based on the words swimming in my head and should have milli...
So precious. Love this.
I just want you to know...
To my boys: School is starting and I just want you to know that... I love you. You make me proud. You are the funniest people I know. And the bravest. You are so smart. Your hugs are amazing. Your fist bumps are too. You are great MMA fighters, soccer, baseball and basketball players but...
I got lost in this. In a good way. Wow.
Salt
The light glimmers and pools like mercury, slippery-quick, throbbing unsteadily as though keeping time with the vast heart of the ocean. Somewhere in the distance between us, these shifting and tumbling cascades of salt blush warm with the intimacy of the moment - the brush of a distant sun, the...
Oh, that tugged at my heart. What a precious little boy.
Pen pals
I lost him for a little while. The boy who I suspected would forever sit in my lap, never grow too old to cuddle, always be the lovable, easy-go-lucky thoughtful kid of the bunch - he vanished very suddenly and all that was left was an angry, hateful child who screamed and threw punches and lu...
As I finished the last sentence, I realized I had been holding my breath.
Wow. This captured me.
Intersection
This isn't what I'd intended. Certainly not what I'd planned, in the grand and delusional way that we spin our hands through the air and then arrange the whirling motes of dust and wonder into the dream of who we'll become, what we'll do and where we'll experience it all. What's the phrase? Man ...
I'm so very sorry...this is heartbreaking. But you can tell with every word in this post how much you love your boys.
They know.
Fifty percent mom
"T, you can go sit with your mom," the teacher whispers to my four year old as I walk in the door, five minutes late to Mother's Day tea at Holy Rollin', having had to hurry back from dropping off my middle guy at his school. "No. I don't want to sit with her." There is a collective chuckle in...
I am so sorry. Much love to you and your family.
Over, Part Over
George Hamilton Corbett November 15, 1929 - March 28, 2011
This touched me...got me right in the heart.
Beautifully written. Good luck to all of you.
Saying good-bye
Today is one of those days - one of many recent and one of many more to come - where life's new twists and turns have me walking out the door of several years of fond memories and unthought of heartache towards a future of Who Knows. It isn't a fancy place, this house. And while smaller than m...
Um...I am WAY behind on blog reading (always will be) but this was lovely. What a wonderful tribute to both of you! :)
And now, a word from my wife
(Ed. note: You all have the hots for my wife. That's fine, and honestly I can't blame you: she's at once infinitely hotter and immeasurably cooler than I'll ever be, and the fact that she's deigned to spend this much time with me is a profound and inexplicable mystery on a par with "Is there a b...
Adorable.
I loved this...hope he had a wonderful birthday.
Eight
I specifically remember the day we had this discussion - the one where you and I discussed staying 7 years old and not turning eight (or nine or ten or...) - in great detail. I suggested taping a brick to your head the way my grandpa used to promise to do to me and you just rolled your big brown...
Um...I don't even know how to explain how much I love coffee. The co-dependency? EPIC.
(And thanks for the chance, Lady...)
The one-button, no bra required Tassimo T20 - It can be yours
If you could have a cappuccino (or coffee or latte, WHATEVER) within one minute from start to finish without ever leaving your house, putting on a bra, pants or shoes, finding car keys, standing in line or doling out $2.65 plus would you complain? OK, you probably would, but not about that, righ...
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