renée a. schuls-jacobson
Warts and Unwelcome Surprises
I was certain I’d contracted the stupid wart during my time spent barefoot on the slippery deck of the middle school swimming…
A Chance to Vote and A Winner Announced
A few exciting tidbits today. One of my guest posts has been selected as a finalist in Kludgy Mom’s Best of The…
One August
One August, a man I loved tried to kill me. Only he didn’t kill me. Earlier that day, we had gone kite-flying….
What Your Teenage Son Needs In His Closet For Fall
Shopping for clothes is fun! Said no teenage boy. Ever. Well, maybe some teenage boys like to shop, but I didn’t get…
The Last of the Handwritten Letters!
The final entries in the Write-A-Letter-To-My-Son-While-He’s-At-Summer-Camp-Contest will, no doubt, tickle my boy’s funny-bone — although in profoundly different ways. The first letter…
4 #SoWrong Moments by Steve Warner
I stumbled on Steve from Brown Road Chronicles nearly 2 years ago when I saw a funny comment he’d left on someone…
The Gift of Magic To My Son Away at Summer Camp
It’s Tech’s birthday. He’s 14 years old today. For those of you who read my blog regularly, you know, he’s not home….
5 Things I Remembered About My Husband
1. He Has Shpilkes. What? You don’t know Yiddish? Don’t worry; I’ll help you. The dictionary defines “shpilkes” as sitting on pins…
Handwritten Letters From Clay Watkins and Other Folks!
Guess what everyone? My mailbox has been flooded with letters from readers, so I’m bundling a few together or I’ll end up…
Incident on a Plane
At the end of the flight, two boys sitting one row apart stood up and discovered each other. Neither of them could…