In my stolen moments, here and there, I’m a writer. Or at least that’s what I tell myself. I write blog posts. I write (or I have… Read more “Writer’s Block”
Month: May 2017
You’re either a helicopter parent or a monster. There is no in-between, apparently
So THIS got forwarded to me on Facebook today. My comments will be in bold. Here is a list of things you need to teach your… Read more “You’re either a helicopter parent or a monster. There is no in-between, apparently”
Ohana means you get to pick whoever you damn well please as your family
“Dis is mah famalee. It is little and broken, but good. Yah. Still good.”–Stitch, Lilo and Stitch Most of the people whose comments I’ve liked over the last… Read more “Ohana means you get to pick whoever you damn well please as your family”
Sometimes I hate the way my body works
I woke up this morning, feeling not great but not terrible either and managed to stumble through breakfast, throwing a couple loads of laundry in and… Read more “Sometimes I hate the way my body works”
This kinda thing makes me wanna go all Hulk smashy smashy
So one of my teacher friends posted a link to an article about the fidget spinner craze on her Facebook page and naturally, I went to go… Read more “This kinda thing makes me wanna go all Hulk smashy smashy”
I can’t outrun my addiction
To food that is. Because food is my drug. I had a reasonably decent dinner of pasta salad earlier and I shouldn’t be hungry. But my husband… Read more “I can’t outrun my addiction”
