https://anchor.fm/kari-wagner-hoban/episodes/Not-My-Mothers-Menopause--Chapter-Four-e1h6g4i I mentioned a couple things at the start of this week's podcast. First and foremost, Anna landed her first real-world job! She starts only a few days after graduating in May! We are overjoyed for her and couldn't be prouder. I'd also like to ask that you all surround my beautiful friend Kristen and… Continue reading Podcast #43-Chapter Four- Not My Mother’s Menopause
So the Universal things continue to happen, but I also have poop sandwich weeks, in case you think I'm always happy and rainbows, which would be so annoying, wouldn't it? Someone who is always happy even when the rest of the world is imploding? Even if I did, I wouldn't tell you because it would… Continue reading Good Thing I’m Not Afraid of Rabbits
When the quarantine started in March, I began walking in one of the many forest preserves near our house. We are fortunate to have many nature preserves set aside by our county to care for nature in a very unnatural suburban area. Over the past 25 years, I'd drive by these places all the time… Continue reading Walking Away From It All
A few years back, I wrote a post about the struggle of titling blog posts, and I almost called it Screw It! I’m Eating Tater Tots. I joked that it could serve as the title of my autobiography someday. From now on, I think I might use that title for any post that doesn’t quite… Continue reading Screw It, I’m Eating Tater Tots
Lately, I have been feeling like shit. You all know it and my closest family and friends know it too. I am going through a mix of something in between perimenopause and seasonal hatred that needs to be diagnosed quickly before I buy a yacht or 70s psychedelic food truck or some tragic outfit like… Continue reading Stay Beautiful
Almost everything we ate growing up was homemade. Sure, we’d occasionally go out to eat—usually after church or to celebrate when my brother or I won an award at school. And McDonald’s? That was a rare and exciting treat. But at home, every meal was lovingly prepared by my mother or grandmother, who lived with… Continue reading Grandma’s Romance Waffles
A Grace Full Life 