Where I can’t remember the funny that was said

The bad thing about blogging about going on a date a week ago is I can’t remember what I wore. I’m pretty sure it wasn’t sweats or those maternity yoga pants that the crotch is one good stair climb from giving out on. I mean really, I should just give them up, they are maternity […]

Robbing Starbucks

I’ve been debating how to write this story for a few days now. Do I write in my usual self-deprecating, tongue and cheek, dry humor, or do I tell it straight up, emotional and serious. Is there a “right” way to tell it? Will being funny make me seem like I don’t know that what […]

Indignities of the Male Kind

I like to pull the “I’ve had a baby so suck it up,” card a lot with Matt. Basically, half the time it’s not serious and he’s over reacting, and the other he tends to get hurt/sick at really annoying times. Like getting his appendix taken out 2 days before our daughter’s huge class birthday […]

Homework, errands, and photo edits

I’m still really digging colored pants. And tall boots. People are starting to recognize me by these ensembles. Not in a “HEY I’M FAMOUS!” way, more in a “Why the hell does she always wear that stuff?” kind of way. They are so jealous they can’t rock it like me. Or just weirded out. Although […]

Of all the Gin Joints in the World {No Ones Getting Laid}

When you go to New Orleans there are things that you just do. Visit Bourbon Street, check. Walk the French Quarter, double check. Get beignets at Café du Monde, well, no because I was on a vegan diet to lower my cholesterol, but I smelled them and they were nearly irresistible, if it weren’t for […]

Animal

There’s a rabbit running loose in our house. I mean it’s our rabbit, not a wild rabbit, but he’s running wild and leaving Hansel and Gretel like bunny nuggets so he knows how to get back to where he came from. That, or he just likes shitting all over the house. It’s much cuter if […]