Bad ‘Man Cave’ washing machine. Bad, bad, BAD! Just look what you did to my underwear! That is going to take FOREVER to un-knot. Don’t you know, for every bra that gets mangled, a Victoria’s Secret ‘Angel’ loses her wings?! Continue reading
Category Archives: Family
Grocery grumps and the check-out line coupon conundrum
The cupboards in the Man Cave are empty. Really. I need to go shopping.
The hardest part of shopping in our little almost-in-New York town is not getting to the grocery store, not running through vast isles to grab something edible and not schlepping all of it to the check-out line.
The toughest part of the grocery-store-expedition is getting through the check-out isle.
Customers here not only haggle, they’ve made it an Olympic sport. Continue reading
Dogs or boys, they both make messes and melt your heart
I have little boys. My friends have doggies. I’m always amazed at how similar our stories are.
For instance, I came home from work and the house was a mess. There were food wrappers everywhere. Then he looked at me with those big loving eyes … Doggy or boy? Could be either.
“You need a bath!” Applies to both. Often. Continue reading
When a dynamic duo has to work alone
The Man Cave is minus the main man, this week. Hubby is on a business trip. His absence is huge, and it’s not just because my feet get unbearably cold at night (there’s not one woman who hasn’t placed freezing cold feet on her husband’s warm calves at night whether he’s a willing foot-warmer or not).
I know single parents who amazingly handle everything. Hubby and I, though, have found that this “team” thing works the best for us. It’s like when super-hero’s work together to battle evil: Continue reading
Frosting-fed dinnertime angst
My oldest son says, “Hurry up (with dinner), Mom! All I’ve had to eat this afternoon is a tub full of frosting!” Continue reading
Welcome to the Man Cave!
Hi! My name is Heather Bosch and I live in a MAN CAVE. You know that room in the house where the man-types hang out?
Where they burp, kick their shoes off, play video games and do other manly things? That’s pretty much my entire house.
Let me explain.
