April 11, 2015 was my daughter’s fifth birthday party. In the pictures from that day, I am wearing a knee-length fluttery skirt and an aqua tank top. I…
As if May wasn’t already tough enough going through another Mother’s Day without my son then getting my CT Scan done and waiting for the results that would…
Much like many of you, the past two years seem to be a bit of a blur. Aside from the obvious fact that I am two years older,…
I don’t know about you, but before the pandemic, our family was BUSY. My son had lacrosse practice a couple nights a week, games a couple nights a…
My husband is genuinely smart. He’s an actual rocket scientist, with the PhDs and post-doctoral degrees from fancy universities to back up his title. The man can land…
If 19-year-old me knew what 42-year-old me knows, I wouldn’t have spent those girls nights out in college freezing my nipples off. My mindset back then apparently was…
Oh, they were stunning. Pale blush silk. Three-inch stiletto heels. A fabulous, flirty bow hugging the back. A work of cobbler artistry. (Are shoemakers still called cobblers, or…
I love my mother. She was an avid gardener, cat-lover, and an amazing crafter and decorator. Her garden was full of vegetables that she canned and shared with…
Good dads never lie. What bull. All parents lie to their kids, including moms—even BLUNTmoms. Parenting is the world’s hardest job, and childrearing survival often demands parental fictionalizations.…
A typical morning, in a typical home, that harbours a typical teenager of any gender. Translated for the parents of offspring who became teenagers while they weren’t looking,…
Christmas comes but once a year….and we can all be thankful for that, amiright??? Sometimes it’s all just too much and the gift shopping in a year of…
Well, friends, we did it. We made it through another year of the apocalypse…all the way to gift-giving season once again. I mean, sure- maybe you went back…
I’m not going to pout or stress about the yearly naughty and nice lists. Who put the jolly man in red in charge of judging anyways? He shamelessly…
I open my eyes just wide enough to read the bright numbers of my nightstand clock…it’s 2:34 am. I slowly roll from my left to my right side…