Ugh. I am so sick and tired of people and their popular shit to be upset about on the Internet. Like really. As many of you know, Halloween was just a couple of days ago. I, personally, had a great Halloween. As in, I didn't do shit. My kids dressed up in their annual themed… Continue reading Repeat After Me: It’s OK If People Want To Do Christmas Early
I haven't had much time to write for the last few months. I've written, just not on my blog. Still, I hadn't realized how long it's been since I checked in with you guys until a couple weeks ago. My daughter was playing a for-fun tennis match with a friend, and the friend's dad asked… Continue reading From Now On, I’ll Do Me
Well. Where to begin? I am now (apparently) a petty thief. That is if you ask the manager at the La Quinta Inn and Suites a few towns away from where I live. I got a notice from the electric company about two weeks ago that our power was going to be turned out for a… Continue reading So I’m Now (Apparently) A Petty Thief
There's been a refreshing and, simultaneously, not-so-refreshing trend this last week or two on the Internet, and that is that people have stopped talking about the demise of American society and values as we knew them pre-Trump, and moved back to the ol' getting offended at everything on the Internet. I say it's refreshing because… Continue reading Let’s Just All Simmer The Frick Down
For some reason, I open myself to a lot of criticism from the people in my life. I'm not entirely sure how it got to that point. Maybe I overshare, as in I tell people way more information than they need. Or possibly I have let people believe that I'll take it. (I think it's… Continue reading Anything You Can Do, I Can Do Better. Especially If You Were Wrong To Do It.
And even then, it nearly killed me. I don't mean that it was dangerous or wracked with mishap that could have severed my head or anything. I mean I hated doing it so much, I could have died. I literally could have died. Literally. Not figuratively, like a spiritual death. I mean laid down on… Continue reading I Did One DIY Project For Easter. One. Not Twelve. Not Twenty. Just One.
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… Continue reading I Am – At My Core – A Sanctimommy.