Friday, where are you?

It is never a good sign when it’s only 11:00 in the morning and you’ve already been seventeen kinds of crazy.It all started with the alarm clock…the stupid, stupid alarm clock. I must have accidentally turned it off last night, unless even my... Read more...'


I hate sports. I hate our stupid baseball schedule. I super hate whoever is supposed to be in charge of canceling games in our super stupid league. But…I love my son– –which is how I ended up spending my afternoon in a downpour, watching two... Read more...'


Oh my gosh, I needed this.I’m hiding in my room, while all the kids are outside engaging in forced gardening-type activities with their father. The window is open, I’ve got a fresh cup of coffee and half a dark chocolate/chili bar beside me. It’s... Read more...'

We all remember a few weeks ago, when I said all sort of nice things about my husband, right? When I said that I loooove him and he is very supportive and, in general, a stand-up guy…right? I might have left out the part where I suspect that he is totally,... Read more...'

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