We aren't paying for college. We have never had "cover all costs for higher education" on our list of must-dos. We aren't interested in borrowing from our own future to fund our children's (adult) present.
Ah yes, that explained why the sauce packets were lined up like little soldiers waiting for battle on his leg.
All ready to vacation...and, wait, the kids are sick? Like, REALLY sick? FML.
The truth is, I can’t actually remember when I fell in love with Carolina. But the basketball gods have blessed me and I am here to answer the call.
It’s always about this time, during the Lenten season, that I start checking the calendar for an end date. Is it over yet? Am I done? You’d think I was an actual Catholic.
I’ve been to endless gymnastics meets as a competitor and a coach, but as a normal person? Why wasn't I expecting the circus like atmosphere? And what had I put my parents through?
Gentle warning…there is no epiphany coming. More of a therapist’s couch type of blog this week…apologies if you were hoping for a life lesson… Oh, hello there. Just give me a second to take off my apron and get my head out from inside this washing machine. Sorry if my stories blaring in the background … Continue reading Giving Up for the Good (of Me)
If you’d asked me eight years ago how I’d react to hearing that our kids’ (bio)mom was moving out of state, I’d probably have answered with something along the lines of, “oh, thank you six pound baby Jesus.” But that was then.
Kids are a bit of a relational buzzkill. No, it's fine. We can all admit it.
Let’s Cancel Cancel Culture. I’m just throwing this out there. But can we maybe lay off the need to draw and quarter every single person who says something or does something or said something or did something that you or someone you know did not or does not like or finds offensive? Was that confusing? … Continue reading Let’s Cancel Cancel Culture.
