I’ve posted before on the Creepy As Hell Sunday Coupons I’ve found while pointlessly searching for a deal on something that didn’t include hidden gluten as an ingredient, but this weekend’s find takes the cake. It’s a volatile mix of …
When you can look off your back porch and see people’s homes and livelihoods go up in smoke, to smell that smoke, to see the ash that was once someone’s house land in your garden…you start thinking about your own …
My husband has had an iPhone for the last couple of months and has yet to set up his voice mail. This isn’t usually a problem until I try to reach him. Perfectly ripe organic Colorado peaches with organic heavy …
Ah, while autumn does not begin for another six weeks or so, summer ends here in six days. Next Wednesday, and not a moment too soon, the boys will find themselves with a mom foot firmly in their rears pushing …
You know how you can tell it’s summer? You blink and foomp! and it’s been a week since your last post. It’s not like I’m on vacation, or going on incredible adventures, or needlepointing a beach towel with the armpit …
School is over. Summer break has begun. In the last six days we have driven over 900 miles through three states, endured a wedding, and are still speaking to one another. We’re in Chicago now visiting my parents and playing …
It’s really been a craptastic three weeks. The fan got tired of being the target and started throwing shit back at us. Now I know how the fan feels. Poor fan. But, God willing, things will calm down in the …
Yes, indeed, there ain’t nuttin like holding down an almost 9 year old child who needs to have blood drawn. A is having a minor surgical procedure to determine once and for all if he has Hirschsprung’s Disease (unlikely at …
Chicken butt. Guess who? Chicken poo. You now know what my last few days have been like. Hand to GOD I didn’t teach this to them. And this is now stuck in your head too. You’re welcome. In other news, …
Do you love them enough to ensure they’re eating properly? Do you love them enough to make sure they’re buckled into your car safely? Do you love them enough to make sure they’re wearing a helmet when they’re on anything …
