#1 So it was made apparent to me, by my husband, that our lives have been missing some chaos. A hobby farm, bee keeping, chickens, 2 cats, deaf dog, gardens, maple syrup side hustle, hunting seasons, 2 jobs, 1 wife in school, and 3 kids under 7 was just a touch dull. Obviously, the answer … Continue reading Sometimes lizards happen. The story of how I ended up being the mother of a dragon.
5 years old I was playing Chop, chop, TIMBER! on my parents bed. As I trust fell backwards over and over again, I didn't realize how close I was to the headboard on the bed. The last time was a doozy and I cracked my head and neck on the edge of that wooden piece … Continue reading Why I should probably be dead. Tales of “Crash n’ Burns”
Let's just be honest here...
Like a long winter that might make you question why you live in such a state, then casually strolls in summer, just in time to remind you it's not so bad.
We always go into this with good intentions, and a spark of hope that it doesn't turn into some World War III kind of shit show...
Marriage takes a toll on a relationship. That statement seems ridiculous but everyone knows it’s true. The monotony of finances, chores, and general adulthood erodes the spontaneity and sexiness that once defined you as a couple. As the years wear on the beautiful sculpture of your marriage is chiseled to raw and rough stone. Once … Continue reading Marriage requires maintenance if it’s going to last.
He continued with his condescending comments so I sat back on the couch. Inward f-bombs followed
Like Oprah's Favorite Things list but, WAY more practical.
New Year's Eve used to be a big deal. In my younger years plans were laid out weeks ahead of time. It felt important to really nail the whole New Year's thing in order for the upcoming year to get off on the right foot. As the years have gone by a lot of things … Continue reading How New Year’s Eve changes after you have kids.
They went on to say that it was always about me and what a bitch I was and... that's when they noticed me standing there, listening to them.