"Momma, can I screw this?" {translation: Can I take this toy apart with a screwdriver?} {imagine how mortified he'll be someday to know he once asked permission from his mother.} "Momma, I'm a really good screwer, … [Read more...] about Screw It.
Jacob Tamme, Fancy Meeting You Here.
It's kids' consignment sale season, one of my favorite times of the year. A friend and I were both gushing about our love for consignment sales once, and we tried to explain it to our husbands by saying it was our equivalent of their Fantasy Football drafts. Pure, … [Read more...] about Jacob Tamme, Fancy Meeting You Here.
Get a Whiff of This
I've been subjected to a lot of bad smells in my life. I worked in a microbiology lab for a while, purposefully growing smelly things. I swabbed pus and fecal specimens onto petri dishes. That was stinky. I've spent time downwind of rotting corn … [Read more...] about Get a Whiff of This
Friday Night TweetUp With the Monday Morning Quarterback, Peter King
I didn't come into this life a sports fan. Some of us are born into families with long-held team allegiances and a genetically pre-determined love of sports. Mine was not one of those families. I'm a late-bloomer when it comes to being a fan of … [Read more...] about Friday Night TweetUp With the Monday Morning Quarterback, Peter King
8 Is the New 13 and I’m Not Okay With That
I'm sitting on a giant pink ottoman just outside of a row of dressing rooms in Justice. Inside the dressing room, Elena is putting together yet another outfit of her own making. We've come here for one shirt, but that didn't stop her from filling her arms with bedazzled frocks … [Read more...] about 8 Is the New 13 and I’m Not Okay With That