I used to be so much fun. Like legit life of the party fun. I was a little crazy. Mischief was my middle name. You didn’t have to dare me to do anything because I was always up for an adventure. Then I became a mom. Sigh. You know it wasn’t just the kids. To […] Read more…
I’m not in any danger of anyone calling me a prude. I laugh at inappropriate jokes, I am wildly sarcastic, and I have such thick skin it takes me a really long time to realize someone actually doesn’t like me (hard to believe but yes, I am not everyone’s cup of tea). I bartended my […] Read more…
If there is an inappropriate conversation to be had I will have it. I’m really good at it. It’s one of my super powers. This week’s inappropriate conversation took place at a celebration of life. I can only take half credit for this inappropriate conversation as technically my fairy godmothers were already having the conversation and […] Read more…
That’s it? I blinked and it was over. The day when my children told me and made me gifts that extolled the awesomeness that is my motherhood is done? Already? Sigh. I’ve got to say that I’m going to need more than a once a year acknowledgement of the herculean effort that is my life as […] Read more…