I was criticized recently for posting how I always ask “who else was invited” before I agree to go anywhere. Here’s the thing, I no longer have the energy for meaningless friendships, forced interactions or unnecessary conversations. It’s refreshing to finally admit “ya know…I don’t care for that person…so no, I don’t want them in… Continue reading I no longer apologize…
Comment sections on social media can be two things: absolute gold or a migraine/high blood pressure inducing crap show. Mine was the latter this morning at 6am this morning while I was scrolling through the comments on a blog I read. Long story short, the well-written and RELATABLE (for me) piece incited yet another Stay-at-home-mom… Continue reading Mommin’ so hard…
Like most moms, I stay up way too late and then wake up way too early all to enjoy a few moments of quiet...by myself. At night, I throw myself into the latest episode of a trashy reality show or a murder documentary...in the early morning hours, I get caught up with the news and… Continue reading Please…BRAG away!
"Why is this happening? It's the first week of school and bullying is out of control?" Not everyone is going to like what I have to say. And that’s okay. But if you know me, or of me, then you know that I am unapologetically real. I have zero minutes in my day to sugarcoat… Continue reading Parents: Take Back Your House
My son was looking for a safe place to hide in a store. That thought has consumed my mind for days now. He and I were holding hands as we walked into a store the other day and I remember his grip was so tight and sweaty. When we walked through the doors, he started… Continue reading “This is where we could hide…”
Not another one. I whispered that to myself while I was in the waiting room of a doctor's office. "Dan James Richards, of Creston, died on May 30 at the age of 16." Dan ended his life after being bullied...relentlessly. The rest of the obituary read: The family would like to note: to the bullies… Continue reading Enough.
I have hit the age where nearly everything that comes out of my mouth to my kids starts with: "when I was your age." I still don't have the story that ends with me walking 10 miles...uphill...in a blizzard like my Dad did. But my kids hear the stories over and over: "When I was your age,… Continue reading All about the LIKES