I don’t want to spend the brief time I have your attention by boring you with details of how my MIL refuses to acknowledge my accomplishments. That just seems petty. Though, recently, when a loved one was listing off my typical workday, my MIL told her to “shut up” and then continued with “my son is way better than her. Why aren’t you listing off all that he does?”
Here’s a special little #ThrowBackThursday piece I wrote for a project that fell through over ten years ago. About first jobs. Technically, it wasn’t my first job, but for all intents and purposes no one really thought writing about my paper route was as...
I wasn't born a Beeber, I married a Beeber and we became The Beebers… a typical American family. I use humor, a lot, especially when conversations are hard and awkward. I'm going to go ahead and use it here and see if we can't laugh together at life being really real.
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