I had planned to keep this for a tater tot post, but I couldn't wait any longer. In the last tater tot post, I had mentioned that our old patio furniture had collapsed practically on top of me. Then, in the rant section of that tater tot post, I talked about how expensive patio furniture… Continue reading Get Your Own Version of a Daybed
I told a friend last week that I will enter menopause on September 23rd, and she was astonished because she thought I was already there, and I was like, oh no, no, no, that's all the bullshit building up to it. The appetizers served before the meal. The preview watched before the movie. The calm… Continue reading September 23rd
There's this catchy song by Macklemore and Kesha (I know, I am just as surprised as you) that has been humming in my head all summer; playing on the car radio in between destinations; on the Apple Music account when Ella is dancing or when Anna is getting ready for the day. I wish somebody… Continue reading These Will Be The Good Old Days
A few years ago, Anna and I discussed going on a girls' trip after she graduated from high school. I'm not sure when we started talking about it, but it became less talk and more action over the last two years. Because when your teenager requests to vacation alone with you, you take it seriously. We also… Continue reading California. On a Kari and Anna Budget
I feel so Seinfeld, so Mad About You, so oh I don't know, Diane Keaton movie about living in New York City and having a mysterious and very interesting life, right now. Remember when going to therapy meant you were rich? Or lived in the big city? Or were a nut job? It doesn't anymore.… Continue reading I’m In Therapy
Seems like a lifetime ago and really, it was. My oldest daughter turns 18 tomorrow. Eighteen years ago this week, I was getting ready to have my first child. I was watching a movie a couple of weeks ago (OKAY IT WAS PRETTY IN PINK) and in it, Duckie was rewinding a tape deck in… Continue reading Eighteen Years Ago
A Grace Full Life 