Well I’ve Had A Week. What About You Guys?

Well I’ve had a week. And by that, I mean a pretty awful one. It isn’t one particular thing, it’s just thing after thing after thing that’ve gone wrong. Extra appointments. A lot of driving. And a frustrating series of phone calls with AT&T to resolve something that they did wrong. There was also a…

All I Want For Christmas Is For The Holiday Debating To Stop

It’s the 21st century, and I would wager a bet that there is one thing historians will one day point to as defining these earliest decades of the age: the Internet debates.  You know them.  They are the debates in which everyone has an opinion that is confused for fact, and it needs to be…

Please Stop Telling Me I Should Do Things For A Living

The title, alone, sounds ridiculous. Please stop telling me I should do things for a living? What do I expect – to sit around and do nothing as a grown ass adult? No. That’s not what I mean at all. A couple weeks ago, we had a little family and friend get together for my…

5 Ways I’ve Accepted Mediocrity As A Mother In My Mid-30s

I don’t know if it’s the fact that I have 3 kids now, and my life is a total and utter shit show 90% of the time; or that I’m just getting older. But I’ve accepted mediocrity in so many ways. 1. I’m okay with being an okay mom Honestly. There was a period of…

It’s Friggin’ Fall Ya’ll

It’s friggin’ fall ya’ll. Ghords and pumpkins and apple bobbing showing up in my Facebook newsfeed. A trip to the pumpkin patch is on my calendar, and there would definitely be cobbler baking in my oven if it weren’t still a million goddamned degrees outside. Pillsbury has like seven new cake flavors out, including candy…

I Went Camping And Survived

Okay, so let’s start this off by saying that to call what I did “camping” is a bit of a stretch. Four nights were in a hooked up RV with running water, air conditioning, and electricity; in an RV park with free Wifi by the beach. Two nights were in a hotel. Regardless of those…

Breastfeeding is Such Crap You Guys

I want to start off with a few things I don’t want to deal with when writing this post. For one, if you are one of those people that reads anything about breastfeeding and then feels an uncontrollable urge to comment well formula feeders have to deal with all that and more– move along, and…