I’ve never been crafty. Even as a child, I had no desire to put macaroni on string or glitter on globs of glue. In the summer of 1989, I asked ...
I never wanted to deal with the whole Elf on the Shelf thing. *Before the creative and crafty parents that truly enjoy posing little Tinklebert Humpertinck in the Barbie dream house ...
I’m not sure if my title indicates that this post will talk NOT about pet peeves but RATHER peeves that belong to pets. Such as- dingleberries, flea baths and toddlers. However, ...
I’m thankful for the time I’ve spent with my kids today. I’m thankful to finally get my nerdy eyes on the new Hunger Games movie tonight (I’m slightly obsessed with the book ...
It doesn’t take much to make me feel overwhelmed. One glance at the sink with crusted dishes spilling forth or the laundry room with piles of stained jeans tumbling from the baskets ...
It took sixteen days, but I finally mucked up the whole National Blog Posting Month thing. However, I have really great (read: not so great) reasons for not writing for the ...
Last year, I wrote a deeply profound and popular blog post about the differences between Facebook and Twitter. It was riddled with raunchy language, smothered with sarcasm and voluptuous with venting about the ...
I studied my reflection in the dressing room mirror. The black, polished cotton, Ralph Lauren A-line dress fit me well. I knew that it was the dress that I had come ...
My husband and I recently bought a beautiful piece of property out in the country. I’ve been eager to visit the land each day to daydream about the home that we ...
My friend “conned” me into to signing up for Powder Puff football this year. I hate football. Gasp! I know it’s cool for women to love football, and even ...