I don’t write parenting posts because having a kid hasn’t changed me. Bahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha! Change, you ask? First, now I wear high-waisted jeans and think they’re the “bomb.” Kill me… no, don’t! Please don’t do that EVER! I have a baby now and I...
Someone took a towel. We’ve all done it before. Taken a towel from a hotel. Most of us out of necessity, but someone took a towel from the AirBnBeeber. Someone stole a towel. Writing the word “stole,” sounds a bit savage, premeditated… aggressive even. I actually do...
In the current atmosphere of sharing and sisterhood I will tell you a story that is both personal and uncomfortable. Before I met Jason I was in a brief relationship with someone I referred to as my boyfriend. Our interaction lasted for about eight months. Leading up...
The first time I questioned my sanity I was eight years old. My older sister and I were sharing the small, dark-wood paneled bedroom at the top of the stairs, to the right. The room to the right had a plastered ceiling with swirling designs that you could stare at for...