Ya Just Gotta Laugh
I always ask my friends, "Am I crazy? Or is it them?" and they always say, "Well, yeah, you are c...


Lucky Seven, Fried Chicken, Bargain Shopping, and Construction
     This one is for my writing friends. One of them (Hi, Ruth!) tagged me for a Lucky Seven post. Sorry it took me so long, Ruth, but I've been up to my eyeballs with other obligations lately. The...

The Cop Said, "Breathe Into This, I'm Checking Your Toothpaste Level."
Things I sincerely believe-

When a male gynecologist is about to examine a woman, she should be allowed a firm grip on his testicles so that they can share in the "this may pinch a bit" experience. ...

Rocket Scientists, Mashed Potatoes, Ladders, and Poop Murals
     Despite my woeful lack of experience and qualifications, and contrary to my never-ending worries, my girls have turned out well. I'm having trouble accepting their grownup selves because I kne...

Moldy Cheese, Missing Knobs, Select Seats, and The In-Laws
     A while back, I stated that I had learned my lesson and I wasn't going to try to win over my in-laws anymore. I was going to say "No" when they asked for favors or tried to drag me into their ...

Leaky Diapers, Kindergarten Gangs, Infected Tattoos, and Empty Nests
     What was I thinking when I had kids? No really, what was I thinking?

     Not that I regret having my girls. Just the opposite, in fact. They are the light of my life and they grew up way too f...