I’m not sure what the reason is for it, but it’s as if no one remembers or understands what it means to have toddlers (or just kids in general) anymore. Or maybe it isn’t that they don’t understand. They just don’t care. I have three kids, at various ages. One
Sorry for that whole censorship ‘o’ the title thing, but a lot of times blog posts won’t make it into email boxes if they have swear-y words in the title. Fortunately that doesn’t apply to the content. So here we go. It’s beginning to look at a lot like FUCK
I woke up this morning with a start, realizing it is November 2nd and the gas bill was due two days ago. I’ve been so swamped lately, it just slipped my mind. This was the last of the bills to go on autopay, I just hadn’t gotten around to setting
I am literally shitting pumpkin spiced foods and beverages out my ears at this point, that is how much I am up in this fall business. I have been for weeks. Every year, I find myself here. Writing a blog post about how fucking fabulous fall is. Others have done
I remember the general time period when I started to question whether or not my husband and I were drinking too much, too often. It wasn’t one incident in particular, rather a group of them. It was Easter Sunday several years ago when I walked into a back room at
Imagine one day you wake up to discover you are an Uber driver. It’s not what you want to do, and definitely not your career path. It takes away from your other responsibilities. And you don’t get paid. But you have to do it anyway. There’s no way around it.
My book is out! I could vomit with delight. With Easter around the corner, and my birthday earlier this week (my family – except for my kids – didn’t do much, so I had to be real bitchy and crabby for a few days to make sure they knew I