
Five
Jackie Jack turns five today. At 2:30 am. I’m not a super sentimental kind of momma. I don’t weep over old baby clothes (though I will admit my ovaries were barking when packing up...
Jackie Jack turns five today. At 2:30 am. I’m not a super sentimental kind of momma. I don’t weep over old baby clothes (though I will admit my ovaries were barking when packing up...
In 2005, I had just moved to Los Angeles, and was loving my job. I was working for a fabulous company as an assistant to four managers. I was also working full-time for the...
Well, we got some news today that we had been waiting for. Our family is growing!!! In a matter of months, there will be more mouths to feed around here. Two more in fact....
I had to go to Joann Fabrics today to get a few pieces of fabric to finish up a quilt I am working on (photos hopefully in a week or so). I was walking...
No, I’m not talking about that change of life. As much as I’d like to save a fortune on feminine hygiene products, I’d love to have another kid at some point. The changes I’m...
Saturday was a battlefield in my house. There was a Nerf takeover happening, and I was just a hapless bystander. Please don’t adjust your monitors. There is nothing wrong with the contrast on your...
I’m taking a wee bit of a break from my “no swearing for Lent” plan, because I am actually quoting a real title. A legit title. A 100% made up title courtesy of my...
Once a month, I share really stupid confessions that are honest and not shall we say “fake perfect blog” appropriate. Let’s start off with something that I am sure will be controversial. Shall we?...
Yesterday, we were out running errands, and Jack and Troy started whispering in the backseat as we approached the market. Yes, Troy rides in the back seat with Jack. Yes, I do feel like...
I feel like I have a magnet imbedded in to my body that attracts people that want/need desperately to be punched in the face. Yesterday, after weeks of having zero personal or alone time,...
So, I’m pretty wiped out from this weekend, and don’t have the usual energy to put in to fart jokes, silly photos, etc. Forgive me please. In lieu of a photo for this week,...
So here is how things are. I am not perfect. You are not perfect. You do not read my blog for a Photoshopped version of reality. And today, you’re here for confessions. Confessions are...