Today is April 1st which means the first day of birthday month, bitches. No exclamation point because birthday month also means quarantine month which also means my actual birthday (the 28th) is going to be spent in quarantine. But I am actually not as sad as I thought I would be. I just want everyone… Continue reading Good News in the Midst of So Much Bad
Saturday officially marked one year down of homeschooling my youngest daughter. I am not sure how many years we have left to go because as of now, we are taking it one year at a time. But the fact that we made it to one year does make me feel a sense of accomplishment. When… Continue reading Homeschool- One Year Later
Everywhere I look, I am seeing the words "end of summer" and it is making me mad. Summer doesn't officially end until September 23rd but here we are talking about how summer is ending because the kids are going back to school. I hate this time of year. HATE. IT. Hated it when I was… Continue reading Stop Saying “End of Summer”
I recently asked you to tell me what to do for the rest of my life so this has nothing to do with it in case you were gonna be all HOLY BALLS WOMAN, WE ALREADY TOLD YOU WHAT TO DO. I listened, I swear. I don't want to be a life coach, I promise.… Continue reading Let Me Be Your Life Coach
I had an entirely too long post planned for how my blog became, well, my blog, in honor of my blogging anniversary. This Friday (June 14th), my blog turns nine and in honor of such a momentous occasion (cough cough), I was going to write from a prompt about how this became this. Prompt- Tell… Continue reading How This Became This
So here is the deal, I am leaving this WordPress and moving to a new WordPress this month. A free WordPress. Because I can't afford $300 per year to run a blog where I write words and maybe make very little unreliable income on Google Ad Sense and Amazon and Collective Bias when they decide… Continue reading An Offer I Can’t Refuse
A few months ago, I was at my local Hobby Lobby using the public bathroom and was hovering, while holding my winter coat up as not to dip into the toilet water, all while trying to keep my purse from touching the floor when I felt a fart coming on. But I was in… Continue reading What No One Tells You About Getting Older
