News flash: I’m an anxious person. I battle my anxiety daily. This struggle oftentimes keeps me from doing things—things I would probably enjoy. However, there are certain opportunities that present themselves which make me put on my big girl...
I’m like my granny in many ways. I’m a little bit crazy. I’m definitely set in my ways. I’m an excellent cook. I have a questionable sense of humor. I love my family and I hoard groceries. My granny practically had a general store in her basement...
Last week marked our annual summer vacation—kind of. While I will never forget it, at times it seemed way more like work than fun. My daughter is a rising senior and we spent the week doing college tours in the Northeast. We ended up driving 2,327...
I am self-employed. This is sometimes a good thing. This is sometimes a bad thing. It is more often than not a hard thing. As hard as it can be at times, the one point of gratitude I come back to is the strong, smart and talented women I have had...
I’m an incredibly anxious person. I have been diagnosed with Generalized Anxiety Disorder. I’m medicated for it. However, teaching my 17-year-old daughter to drive is putting my meds to the test. She is not a bad driver. She is an inexperienced...
I miss a lot of things about my daughter being little—holding her tiny little hand, her saying words funny, that sweet high pitch giggle and picking out her clothes—just to name a few. However, the thing I miss the most is kids’ books. Oh, how I...
My daughter told me a while back some of her friends at school had discovered my blog. Surprisingly enough, they are still her friends. Should any of these friends happen to read this post, they will more than likely have no idea what the fuck I’m...
There are several firsts a person remembers in their life. Recently I got to experience one of those with my daughter. I feel like it was an epic first, but if I’m being honest with myself, it was way better for me than her. It was her first concert...
I recently sent my husband a text that said, “Random thought: I really wish I liked camping.” He replied in agreement. I see pics of people in the woods and it looks so peaceful and lovely. I think, that must be so nice. Then I remember the one time...
I’m a knitter. Not a good one, but nevertheless I persist. Knitting is yoga for the mind and I have a head filled with hummingbirds. Some say they try to knit away the crazy. That is a pretty good description. My two favorite parts of knitting are...