Ahhhhh, can you feel it? Love is in the air. Or perhaps that is the sickly sweet smell of grapes that your child left behind the sofa three weeks ago. …. … …. OK, that’s totally what it was. Moving on. Valentine’s Day is less than a week away, and if you’re anything like me, […]
I can think of only a few things that I love more than hanging out with bloggers. They include: 1. Cheetos. Even the allure of meeting fellow oversharers pales in comparison to the radioactive goodness of dried cheese dust. 2. Target during the SuperBowl. While the rest of the world was watching football yesterday, I was […]
I’m traveling for work this week. I had the best intentions of blogging every night (of course I did!) but then I remembered that room service and cable TV and hotel bars exist. So, no bloggy for you. Instead, here’s a recipe for WAFFLES. Something tells me you’ll want me to travel more often.
Of all the character traits that don’t serve me well as a parent, my reluctance to take myself less seriously is probably the worst. I had had a pretty crappy day. I overslept a few minutes, I ran into traffic on my way to work, and within an hour, I could tell that it was going to take […]
So, today is my birthday. I’m pretty excited that I made it to 33, and I’m going to be celebrating with B by taking a staycation in Memphis sans C this weekend. Tomorrow, we’re going to an animal mummies exhibit. Obviously. I usually write thoughtful, pensive blog posts on my birthday. If you’d like to […]
There is this interesting phenomena that occurs about six months into your stint as a parent. You’ll be sitting there, covered in spittup and running on the fumes of a microwaved cup of coffee that you made last Tuesday. You’ll reflect on the fact that you no longer bat an eye at the idea of […]
So I did some math this morning. Don’t worry; I didn’t sprain my brain too badly. I got out the ol’ abacus AKA my fingers and determined that since it is now 2015 and I graduated from high school at the age of 18 in 2000, I have now been an adult for 15 years. […]
“Mommy, put your phone down. Pway with me.” Those were the words that made me reassess who I am to my daughter. When I first moved to Chicago ten years ago, I remember reading an article in the back of O Magazine* where Oprah, while shopping, recalled overhearing a kid repeatedly ask her mother to […]
“How’s the book coming along?,” I asked my friend Kelly over Skype about nine months ago. I looked forward to talking with my blogging-buddy-turned-real-friend over the ol’ Skype like nothing else back when I was at home full time with C. We talked blogging, writing, motherhood, and life. I didn’t have to apologize when the, […]
The Waiting 