I Am – At My Core – A Sanctimommy.

Opinions are like assholes. Everybody’s got one. I’ve said many versions of that over the course of the years writing on this blog. And in life, in general. It’s probably one of the only cliches I can really get on board with. I’m just not a big fan of them – at least as far…

Stop Hooking Up Your Children Before They Are Old Enough To Date

I’m likely going to lose some friends over this, and if so that’s unfortunate. The great thing about friendships is the ability to agree to disagree. So let’s hope we can do that. If not, it’s been swell. The older I get, the more friends and family I have adding to their families. In other…

My Child-Rearing Philosophy Is Simple.

Or is it? I grapple with this myself on the regular. My philosophy as a parent in theory is really, and truly, very simple: don’t raise assholes. As I said, in theory this is easy. Raise good people. People that are kind. That care for others. That experience empathy. That know how to set healthy…

I Run a Tight Ship. Until I Don’t.

I’m just going to say it: I have a major stick up my ass. It’s way up there, wedged somewhere in the deepest cavern of my innards. I like to call it “a raging case of OCD,” but sometimes I think it’s worse. I think I’m Type A. Although I’m not entirely certain what that…

Well, I Guess I’m Not the Cool Mom Anymore

  Today was the last day of tennis camp. I did not send treat bags for all the kids. I did not bake cookies shaped and decorated as tennis balls. I did not bring special activities to add to the camp fun, like bubbles or hula hoops. I drove up in my SUV, and did…