Last week was rough. I was pooped on by my dog, chased after a fox to save my chickens, had my poor little ear skin burned by a 410 degree curling iron, poked myself in the eye with a tweezers, and had an ongoing fight with a fly that just would not retreat. Throw in… Continue reading And how was your week?
I know what you're thinking, and why this scares you. Things may change. Your life may change. Your head tells you to keep it all in, keep it quiet. Swallow it down and keep it to yourself. But your heart is heavy, and holding it all in has been wreaking havoc on your mascara. It's… Continue reading When it all falls apart…
So y'all know I have chickens. Five, to be exact - after learning the one that I personally picked out, was indeed a roo. Oh, and after the two we 'adopted' from my daughter's classroom, decided to escape. (yes, that's what we've told the kids) So now there are five. And I'm not gonna lie,… Continue reading A Fox in the Hen House…Well…Almost.
Slime. When I was growing up, "slime" was a word you used for a person of questionable character. As I got older, slime was a green liquid that you tried to avoid, as seen on a popular Nickelodeon show back in the 90s. Slime wasn't something you wanted to be around. Slime was gross. I'd… Continue reading So Sick of Slime
I make a list. I take it with me. I go to the grocery store with the list. The list tells me what I need. I should follow the list. I park the car, grab my cart and I'm ready. I've got the list in my hand. And then I walk in, and I'm immediately… Continue reading The Shopping List
Is it wrong to be sick of my kids? I mean, like, really sick of my kids. Like I need a break from them and they've only been home from school for like, 5 minutes. But as soon as they get off the bus, it starts. "I want ice cream." "I wanna go for a… Continue reading Moms, Can You Relate to This?
So I started to think about the past few days of blog posts, and man, they're sad right? Between my Papa passing 7 years ago today, and 9/11 yesterday...I think y'all need to hear about something that I purposely didn't write about. Because it's gross. And I don't like gross. My dog, if you've been… Continue reading Why My Dog is an A**
To some, today is the day after 9-11. To some, it was the rebuilding of America, after such a tragedy. It was a day of recognizing heroes in our midst, displaying our American pride by placing flags on our doorsteps, front lawns, and storefronts. Some celebrated life. To me, it was the beginning of a… Continue reading The Empty Chair
Seventeen years ago, I was living in my first condominium. A cute loft-style 1-bedroom with a sliding door off the living room, which led to a fenced in yard. I was working from home that day, and while making breakfast, turned on The Today Show. Not paying much attention, I grabbed my laptop and set… Continue reading 9/11 Always Remembered
Sunday night. My favorite night of the week. After dinner clean up, I start getting the kids ready for school on Monday. I get their lunches prepped. Oldest likes turkey & cheese on a white wrap. Middle wanted chicken breast with lettuce and honey mustard dipping sauce, and little wants a salami and cheese sandwich,… Continue reading My Sunday Secret