WORK B#TCH

This week is Spring Break. Oh Goody. Yippee Skippee. Or something. While I may have a week’s reprieve from being Professor Talksalot, I got 99 problems and a lecture ain’t one. In fact, my Spring Break 2014 could use a new name: current contenders include: “TWD” (Total World Domination) “SHAWD,” (Super Handlin’ All Wheel Drive, … Continue reading WORK B#TCH

MOTHER OF THE YEAR

#MOMFAILS10 Ways You Really Know You’re Doing It Right1.  Walk your kids to school and a half block away realize that your son is wearing his sister’s shirt (backwards), your daughter’s socks don’t match and neither of them have brushed their hair. Step ever so casually into the nearest driveway, use your own ponytail holder … Continue reading MOTHER OF THE YEAR

POMPEII

Okay, so as follow up to yesterday's post; here is Part B of the whole happiness reconstruction project I’ve got going down. DIY Happy Pills: How to Reframe Your Way Into Being An Optimist Using the list referenced in “Carry On," to work through this let’s use the following (totally hypothetical . . ) scenarios: … Continue reading POMPEII

TALK (DIRTY) TO ME

They say the definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results. Well, then. Check me into the asylum friends, because um, I think this might be my parenting life, like, all of it. These are things that were actually uttered in my house this morning: "You are … Continue reading TALK (DIRTY) TO ME

JUST BREATHE

On a scale of Grinch to Jesus, just how stressed are you about the big event? Hyperventilating yet? I'm not. Why? Because it's CTFD Christmas baby, and I'm not riding that train this year (or ever again, actually. I retired. No longer eligible for visits to Santa's Insane Asylum. Bummer.). Not sure if you qualify … Continue reading JUST BREATHE

DON’T MESS WITH KARMA

“Dude. Totes. Whatev’s. OMG” (prounounced “ohemgee,” btw. . . ). Yep. These are words that have just landed in the vocabulary of my eight year old daughter. Holy. Shit. Now this girl has had some serious sass from day one, she’s my kid after all, poor thing can’t hardly help it. Nature and nurture are both … Continue reading DON’T MESS WITH KARMA