Cody works for a law firm that offers nary a single benefit besides a salary. We do not have life insurance, we do not have health insurance, we do not have a retirement fund. After last night not only do we still not have health insurance, we now get to pay a penalty for notContinue reading “on feelings of entitlement.”
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beauty and the burnt crap at the bottom of the pot.
Emily and I are working on something EPIC with our new appliances. She received the same Frigidaire range and microwave to review. Call me crazy but Emily strikes me as the type that would use her oven as storage and the range as a surface for sorting mail. Or maybe a good place to holdContinue reading “beauty and the burnt crap at the bottom of the pot.”
a grand smattering!
This is one of those posts like the recap episodes in sitcoms, they just brush over all the funny parts of the episodes you’ve already seen either because the writers are all sick and tired of writing funny crap or because they honestly have nothing left to write. In my case? I have a wholeContinue reading “a grand smattering!”
eleven hours closer.
I had just finished singing her “Catch a Falling Star.” She turned around and asked “Mom, can people touch stars?” My first instinct was to say no. Burning balls of gas, millions of years away. “Of course you can.” “Are they like light bulbs?” Again, burning balls of gas millions of years away ran throughContinue reading “eleven hours closer.”
teach your children, well, all sorts of crap. *giveaway*
Comments closed-The winner of the second Bedtime Kit is Sandra! Congratulations! This post is part two of my partnership with Goodnites Bedtime Theater. I am being compensated for promoting a contest and sharing my family’s story, not for promoting a product. First of all. The contest. You know, the one where you could win $2,500Continue reading “teach your children, well, all sorts of crap. *giveaway*”
do not sniff the bovine caps.
Internets, I have a secret. I’m working my way through a possible food allergy. The culprit? Perhaps gluten, perhaps a wheat allergy. Maybe it’s adrenal fatigue. It could also be cancer, or a third world parasite. Regardless, if you know me at all, being allergic to the main things involved in baking chocolate cake isContinue reading “do not sniff the bovine caps.”
the only moosh.
This having an only child thing is a tricky business. It’s one of those topics I’m afraid to look up on Amazon. I’m sure there’s books about the subject. I’m even more sure the internet is just BURSTING! with ADVICE! I want to ask her preschool teacher how obvious it is that she’s the onlyContinue reading “the only moosh.”
the constant stuffed it.
Cody bought it the day before our first date. Apparently he wasn’t getting much action with his grandmother’s old Barcaloungers. I thought it was ugly. It’s green. The front pops out and it reclines. We first held hands on it. Our next date we had our first kiss on it. I knew I was goingContinue reading “the constant stuffed it.”
break up with your breakfast.
We’re in a breakfast rut around these parts. If this is what your kitchen table looks like every morning then let’s help each other find more exciting things to eat for breakfast. You may even win a prize pack to help you over the breakfast hump. (Sponsored post. Unsponsored opinion.)
to the dimpled thighs in the mirror…
Just in case you had any preconceived notions that I am practically perfect in every way, I assure you I’m not. My thighs are riddled with stretch marks and lumpy bumpies. I am covered in freckles in strange places. My face is covered with ruptured capillaries from severe vomiting while pregnant over five years ago.Continue reading “to the dimpled thighs in the mirror…”