I go to the doctor and insist something is wrong with me. I tell them all I’m crazy. Certifiably insane. I mean, my husband placing the wrong pajamas on a kid or buying chicken with bones can induce the tears … Continue reading
One day, Mommy will snap. A bathroom will likely be the cause of the meltdown. She will have yelled, “Where’s the dang brush?” one too many times. She’ll also freak out because she’ll find out there’s a drawer in the … Continue reading
Laundry-doers of the world, UNITE! It’s a scary, filthy machine that never stops rolling and you are the one stainless-steel cog that keeps the whole show a-showin’. Usually, before 8am, I’ve logged 4,000 harried steps on the Fitbit, tallied about … Continue reading
You’ve heard it before – the people who lovingly speak of the bad stuff that happens to them and dreamily recount how it’s blessed them and they’re – gasp – thankful for their trials. Oh puh-lease! I’ve always operated under … Continue reading
I’ve taken an impromptu and unplanned sabbatical from blogging (writing) for oh, round about 6 months now. I’m not deluding myself into thinking you’ve missed me, but just in case you wondered…here goes. First there was Thanksgiving then Christmas … Continue reading
This was written while I was pregnant and before we lost our baby at 18 weeks. Regardless of how many kids we have or if we have any more in the future, my sentiments are the same. Thought this was … Continue reading
A Beautiful Biopic So, my husband and I, his sister and her husband went to see the movie “The Butler” recently. I’m a little bit of a history buff and tend to be entertained by epic biopics. Also, I didn’t … Continue reading
Sometimes we have to rescind a thing or two. If you read this menstrual, emotionally charged, politically incorrect rant about kicking a kid in the face at an earlier time, please accept my heartfelt apologies. Please read my new struck-through and … Continue reading
We women deserve a good, firm scolding. What are we doing? We’re so busy being empowered and taking over the world that we’ve created a major monster. So many of the men of this country are beat-down dogs with their … Continue reading
The first time I ever heard the term “raw milk” I immediately pictured some big, nasty piece of rotten, raw meat. I have no idea why this picture popped into my head. I think in our modern society, the word … Continue reading
Am I from Generation:Rotten? Perhaps I’m just a part of the “me” generation and I’m so caught up in myself that I’m being dramatic. Possibly, I’m just too young and selfish to realize my freedom and adequately appreciate it. Maybe … Continue reading
How I got here I think I’ve always rejected the status quo. I’m not sure if it was my upbringing or any particular thing my parents taught me or if I was born with it coursing through my veins. I’ve … Continue reading
