You know that basic instinct you have to shield your embarrassing moments from the rest of mankind? That whole “Holy crap! I can’t believe someone saw me do that! I am so freakin’ mortified!” moment? Like when you trip over nothing while walking in the…
When I came home from work last night, I kicked off my shoes and called out to my family, “I’m home! And I have Girl Scout Cookies!” I’d like to say that the enthusiastic greeting I received is a normal occurrence but I’…
I have an obsession with cookbooks. Like, I literally have an entire bookshelf of cookbooks. I tried to thin them out a few years ago and I only ended up donating four or five…I just couldn’t part with them. Each had something different to offer…
Yes, as a matter of fact, I do. Why? Because they’re standing right in front of me. I’m not going to complain too much because my children are not newborns. Both of them are fully potty-trained, sleep in regular beds, don’t need midnight feedings and (for…
A couple nights ago, I woke up in the middle of the night after having a dream and I couldn’t get back to sleep. As I laid there, listening to the fan and one of the cats snoring (I’m pretty sure it was a cat and not my…
Hi all! I’m just popping in for a quick (profanity-laced) PSA from Andrea and then we will return to our regularly scheduled programming. Please feel free to skip if you’re not feelin’ the political vibe today. Today is an important day. In America, we…
This last weekend, Doug and I started watching the first season of American Horror Story. Well, I started watching American Horror Story. My poor husband, who is a scary movie phobic, was dragged into watching it because I claimed control of the TV. The first two episodes were twisted, creepy…
I am not a natural autumn-lover. In fact, it was my least favorite season for 23 years. Well, second least favorite because, c’mon, winter. Nothing good to say about winter. Growing up, I actually liked school. I was a good student and learning came easily for me…
#tbt here. This is something I wrote eight years ago. There are parts of it that are obviously dated, but I still think the message is solid. And if you don’t want to read the whole thing, here it is: get off your damn ass, do some research…
Not too long after Lucy was born, I was still on maternity leave and looking for something to fill my day other than feedings, diaper changes, bottle washing and cuddling. “Do you know of any good shows I can binge watch on Netflix?” I asked my sister one day. My…