About Tina

Tina lives in Phoenix, the Valley of the Sun(burn). She is mother to daughter “Sun-Bun”, b.2007 and son “Pookie”, b.2009 and Blue, the saddest bulldog in the world. She is married to a quirky man from Trinidad, which Tina is pretty sure is Spanish for “land of sexy dancers.” During the day Tina works in wireless telecommunications, spreading cell phone signals to all corners of the country—including your car (but please don’t text and drive).

Tina suffers from parenting esteem issues which she attempts to mask with sarcasm and wine. She strongly believes that if Virginia Woolf had been a mother she would have penned, “A Bathroom of One’s Own.” She is also convinced that Nature may well be a mother, but the destructive forces of gravity could only have come from a man. When she is not aimlessly wandering the grocery store aisles, digging BPA-free sippy cups out of the back of her minivan or patrolling her home for scorpions, Tina can be also be found at Three In the Bed.

Three in the Bed: Or, make that Four in the Bed.

I have often dedicated blog space to my immense fear of scorpions. If you aren't in the southwest you may find my concern odd—much the same way I don't understand your worry of driving through a snowstorm or fear that the winter season is now October through April. For those of us living sans-snow, our trade-off appears to be a willingness to live with a vile little creature with a horrible … [Read more...]

Three in the Bed: How to Turn Brown Green

----------------------------------------------- Today's post is sponsored by Trinity Oaks. In 2008, Trinchero Family Estates partnered with the non-profit group Trees For The Future and made a commitment to plant one tree for every bottle of Trinity Oaks wine sold.  Since then, we have planted over 10,000,000 trees together helping to change lives around the world.  Our commitment to the … [Read more...]

Three in the Bed: Presents or Presence?

There is no shortage of birthday party invites making their way into my kid’s bags. Over the years we have been to all sorts of parties: pirate parties and princess parties and it seems we’ve been to every venue from bowling alleys to bounce houses. Recently however, my son Pookie brought home an invite with a twist I had not seen before, printed at the bottom it stated, “No Presents … [Read more...]

Three in the Bed: Is Friendship Magic?

My daughter Sun-Bun loves My Little Pony, and when I say love, I mean love in that sort of way that if it were possible for her to climb into the television and transport herself to the pony land of Equestria, I’m pretty sure she’d draw a cutie-mark on her behind and blow me a quick kiss good-bye. Sun-Bun is six and fortunately, many other girls at her school also enjoy the show. Sun-Bun has … [Read more...]

Three in the Bed: 12 Days of Christmas – Revisited

I’ve always enjoyed the song 12 Days of Christmas; it’s a classic and easier to sing than Little Drummer Boy (ba rump a dum dum?). However, the song is long due for an update as I’ve never seen a partridge or for that matter, a pear tree, and if I had eight maids at my disposal, I can assure you, I wouldn’t waste their time milking. Here’s my thought on an update: On the first day … [Read more...]

Three in the Bed: Thankful for Letting Go

First, can we all agree that we can’t believe Thanksgiving is here? I could swear it was just last week I was running around trying to find what I had in the house to accommodate a last minute Halloween costume request to be a Lego Ninja warrior. Now I’m madly surfing the Internet to find highly rated no-bake pie recipes that I can pull off in between getting home from work Wednesday and an … [Read more...]

Three in the Bed: The Real Horror of Halloween

I am so ready for Halloween to get here and not because I’m a big fan of it – although I do rate it above Valentines Day if only for the variety of candy options beyond boxed chocolates. I’m ready to get Halloween over with because I’m tired of seeing plastic pumpkins mixed in the same aisle as stuffed Santas and I’ll be relieved when the last witch is wrapped up and we can all begin our … [Read more...]

Three in the Bed: Sickness and Chaos

I’m sick. This is a change from my usual rant of I’m sick and tired as in, “I’m sick and tired of making nut-butter sandwiches.” Presently I’m sick with a yucky cold and laryngitis. Well, I’m sick as much as Moms are permitted to be sick. It takes a lot for Moms to be excused from Mom duties. I’ve known Moms who packed lunches while they were in labor, Moms with the stomach flu who … [Read more...]

Three in the Bed: Playing With My Kids’ Food

I have a confession to make. I was going to put it in the Winesday Confessional but it was too odd, so I’ll share it here instead so I can elaborate a bit. I pack beautiful lunches for my kids. I know, it’s – weird. Well, you would think it was weird if you saw the state of my kitchen or me in my pajamas at 6am using a toothpick to carve a message into a banana for Sun-Bun. You might also … [Read more...]

Three in the Bed: My Life is a Sandwich and I am the Bologna

I am writing this post next to my Mom’s hospital bed. Three days ago she had open heart surgery. After two days in intensive care she is starting to recover. I am so grateful and proud of her strength and courage, if I ever attain half her resilience by age 74 I’ll have done well. Assisting my Mom through her recovery has put me in the middle of a sandwich: the needs of my aging parents are … [Read more...]