When I learned that the History Channel was going to be airing three nights of Hatfields and McCoys I was thrilled. I didn't even know that Kevin Costner was involved in the project and still I was thrilled. You know, Kevin Costner of Dances with Wolves and "If you build it, they will come" fame? I was expecting a lot before I knew he was
Ever since Apocalypse week on the History Channel over winter break (because I had to watch every show aired), my daughter has been obsessing over the end of the world. She is convinced it will end this year, December 21st, 2012, to be precise. I've tried to explain to her that nuts have been predicting the end of the world since I was her age
Image via Wikipedia I am one of those parents who say Because I said so, I say it a lot. I say it more than I thought I ever would which is a lot because when I was young I promised myself that I would never be one of those mothers who said it. Of course I was stupid and childless at the time. I
Image by Juampe López via Flickr The first date actually happened! It almost didn't, and some of us think it shouldn't have happened, but it did. After months of commenting back and forth, emails and phone conversations James and I finally met in person. I think it's safe to say that after all this time and going public, no one was going to cancel. But
This morning as I was getting ready to take my daughter to school I was watching the morning news. Daughter walked in and heard that they thought Obama would win the election. Daughter started crying. I asked her what was wrong and she said that Obama was going to win and she didn't want to give away her toys. I tried to calm her down
Once again I was late for work because of Senator Obama. He decided to stop in and grab some pancakes and kiss a few babies on his way to the airport after a hugely successful fund raising event in Minneapolis last night. He stopped in at a local breakfast spot a block from my house and on the main artery that I take to work.
I'm in Walgreen's picking up band aids and razor blades, ironically, when I hear two teenage girls talking in the seasonal aisle. They are looking at all the Easter candy and toys. The first girl says to the second girl. "This looks like so much fun, I have Easter envy." The second girl has this confused look on her face and says "What? Jews don't
Redhead Ranting is the rantings of a frazzled, twice divorced mother of two who freelances and cares for two stupid dogs while writing her memoir against incredible and unbelievable odds (but will make a wonderful book one day).
