It’s not that I’m a bad mother
It is just that I am not as good of one as I want to be, unintentionally pretend to be, wish I were and want others to believe that I…
It is just that I am not as good of one as I want to be, unintentionally pretend to be, wish I were and want others to believe that I…
A few years ago, I found out that a majority of my breathing issues (or snoring if we want to be blunt) was possibly due, in part, to having a…
My mother has always had it. I’m pretty sure that she was born with it. My husband and my eldest son also have it. I know for certain that Declan…
Earlier today I read an article entitled The Subtle Art of Not Giving a Fuck. It was excellent. It was thought-provoking, well written and unfortunately has sent me into a…
This will likely be my last post of the year. A little bit because my house is a complete tip and upside down after Christmas and I need to spend…
This is not the first time that I’ve gotten my rant on about spelling, grammar and the like. And please do not get me wrong. I break grammar rules in…
So I learned something today. Disappointingly enough, it turns out that ladybugs are assholes. There. I said it. And I don’t regret it. Ladybugs are absolutely outright assholes. And they…
It’s a post in pictures today. This the most I can do from my hiding place under the bed. I am loving summer, loving all the time with my smalls,…
Here is the definition of #firstworldproblems for those of you who may be confused by the reference. Back in the very early 1990’s, my parents paid for me to take…
I have spent a great deal of time lately thinking about my life. What it has been, what it is and what I want it to be. And what have…