Joe came into the bathroom and saw me sitting on the floor, holding a Costco catalog, and crying. Looking ravishing in a foggy pair of .75 magnifying blue-light-blocking glasses, slipper socks, and a t-shirt I stole from him with the … Continue reading
A lot of people (my husband included) take umbrage with social media. I get it. I block negativity and ads I don’t like. Narcissism abounding. But on the whole, I like it. I may be a narcissist. I do wish … Continue reading
“It’s 12 years, actually,” Joe said after I excitedly grabbed his hand and said, “Our 11 year Anniversary is coming up! I can’t believe it.” But no offense was taken and no embarrassing feelings were had because after 14 years … Continue reading
It’s only taken 9 years to feel like me again. My firstborn, Smith, just turned 9. When I was pregnant with him (not planned), I had an insanely stressful job. I woke up at 4:30am to run before leaving for … Continue reading
No one else stepped forward so I had to do it. Here is the email I just sent to all the parents: Greetings, Shark families!! I’m your hapless team mom! I am seriously going to disappoint all of you if … Continue reading
My first memory of my dad was him tossing us high into the air in the Air Force base pool. Splash. Deep in the water. Silence and then his laughing face which always made me laugh too. He was a … Continue reading
I turned on Adele (not my typical music choice but it felt right while chopping onions), lit some candles and felt super hip as I cleaned up the dinner mess. I had made portobello burgers, brussels sprouts, and sweet potatoes … Continue reading
Holiday season arrives and some other chotches are finally hopping on the “Christmas cards are tedious” bandwagon. (I do love getting them. Just hate sending them.) If I have the time, I send out something to make people laugh. That’s my … Continue reading
Last night, Smith threw up in his bed. On Wallace. On his stuffed animals. On the walls. The dresser. The floor. The hallway. The bathroom. We tossed the sheets because we were so grossed out. Saggy bottom lion, the first … Continue reading
I was surprisingly sunny after suffering from excruciating neuropathy all over my body (even my eyes, guys… eyes….guys) that kept me from sleeping most nights, losing the diamond from my engagement ring, being told that I had to temporarily cut … Continue reading
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