People say you’re a cat person or a dog person. Well, I’m calling b.s. on that. Because I’m not either. I’m both. And when my cat 9-0 passed away three weeks ago, every time I walked into my bedroom I felt a hole in my heart. And I wanted a new fur baby to hold…
So apparently we scarred our kids for life. Isn’t that awesome? One minute we’re snuggling up on the couch together to watch a movie, and the next minute our kid needs 14 nightlights and refuses to sleep ever again. Dear Amazon Video,
Don’t get a pet. Do you know what they do? They make you fall madly in love with them and then they leave you. Now I know. It all started twenty years ago when I was young and stupid and had this random idea to swing on over to the animal shelter and pick up…
I’m scared to talk about this subject here. Really scared to even mention it. It’s so heated and honestly I don’t want to add any fuel to the fire because here’s the thing, I get both sides of the argument. There are so many other topics that I don’t understand one side or the other. Like…
HUBBY: What should we do for Mother’s Day? MOM: Hmmm, maybe take the kids somewhere fun. HUBBY: That’s what you want to do on Mother’s Day? MOM: Ohhhh. You said “we,” so I just assumed you meant you and the kids. I have my own day planned.
OMG, I can remember it like it was yesterday. Sitting on my couch with my newborn in my lap and the tears just wouldn’t stop coming. I’d wipe them. They’d well up again. Wipe. Well up. Wipe. Well up. Wipe. Well up. And there was nothing anyone could say or do to help me feel…
You guys, I made a mistake. A HUGE mistake. And I’m writing this blog because I don’t want you to make the same mistake. We’ve gone to Disney, Sea World, Universal, Great America, zoos, water parks, and like a million other places, but we’ve never gone to Legoland. Even though my kiddos are total LEGO…
(FYI, the anatomically correct words have been asterisked because Google sent me a scary warning about this post. It originally used the REAL anatomical terms, but I had to change them) Dunnn dunn… dunnn dunn … dun dun dun dun dun dun dun dun. In case you’re wondering WHAT that is, that my friends is…
So lately my kids have been fighting like cats and dogs. Some days Zoey’s all hormonal and keeps being mean to Holden. Some days Holden is being the quintessential little brother who wants to annoy his sister until she FREAKS out. Sometimes it’s just verbal fights and I’m like, “Aggghhh, knock it off!!” And sometimes…
So the other day I asked my hubby to unpack our suitcase and bring it to the basement and he REFUSED to touch my wrapped unused tampons. I probably should be annoyed by his immaturity, but honestly I was able to shrug it off because other than this minor flaw, I think of my hubby…