suburban turmoil

As many of you know, we are a Soccer Family. Three out of our four kids currently play on soccer teams, and Bruiser looks like he'll join the fray as soon as he's out of diapers.

I don't really get too many negative e-mails, but when I do, they're generally hilarious. Like the one featured below. I'm not sure what 'Kate Moss' was getting at, but I believe it was somehow intended to piss me off. It deserves a response, but what? What?

Something about grocery shopping makes me very, very grumpy.

It's just not a chore that I enjoy, probably because with six people in this house, I find myself there nearly every damn day.

It's time again for a little weekend reading over at my Parents.com blog. This week, I wrote about:

Ever since I wrote this column two years ago and got this reaction, I've gotten recurring questions from friends, readers, and family members.

"Do you ever run into those Green Hills moms?"

I hope you're all having a lovely Labor Day weekend and enjoying these last few days of summer. Personally, I can't wait for fall.

At one point when I was a teenager, I began referring to my house as a "crib." If I liked something, it was "dope," (prompting a hasty room search by my "rents"). I gave "mad props" to my "homies" on a regular basis. I listened "fresh," "fly" beats on my stereo. In short, I sounded like I had lost my mind.

Subject: Your blog disgusts me
Date: Sunday, August 17, 2008 6:00 PM
From: "Marzipan"
To: "suburban.turmoil@yahoo.com"

This is the time of year when I begin stumbling across blog posts that read something like this:

Join any largish group of moms for any length of time and inevitably, the subject of mommies on meds will eventually come up. According to the most recent survey I could find, eleven percent of American women are on anti-depressants- I imagine a large concentration of that percentage resides in the suburbs and gentrified areas of the larger cities.