Here ye, Here’s me.

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 …

See Ya, Mumblefits

“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 …

I Wrote This Tonight While My Kids Watched a Movie. (Boring if You Haven’t Had Post Baby Issues.)

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 …

You Got the Yard Sale Leftover Team Parent

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 …

Doc at 70 (for those who know or want to know him)

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 …

You Rule Somewhere

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 …

Not What I Pictured.

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 …

Saggy Bottom Heart

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 …

Moose Mud May

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 …

Para Not Normal

There are few women brave enough to be my friend. The rest of them I offend and they move on with their happy lives and surround themselves with people who attend group exercise classes and know something about fashion.  Or decorating.  …