Recently, my eight-year old son came home from school and announced that his lunch “wasn’t healthy enough”. Cheese sandwich, whole grain Breton crackers, strawberries and a pre-wrapped soft…
Whilst commuting on the West Coast Express daily, I have twenty precious minutes to myself and am able to read my Kindle. It’s a good job it’s a…
Dinks. Many of us were Dinks once, maybe some of you still are, although if you’re on this site I highly doubt it!. My hubby and I are…
I am pissed off. Truly I am. I have no problem with Direct sales companies, in fact, I think they they provide a huge support network for the…
Can I be blunt? [Reminds me of when people say “Can I be honest?”…and I want to say “No thanks, please be DIShonest.” Like really…oops, I digress… this…
When we had our second boy the first question we were asked by many was “Are you going to try for a girl then?”. Seriously? A second beautiful,…
I read your text messages. You know I do (it’s part of our agreement). And I want you to know something: I trust you. I’m just not sure…
I was trying to think about what my next topic for BLUNTmoms would be, because I tend to write about a lot of different things on my site,…
I am not one of those people that talk about living with no regrets. Oh, I have regrets, probably about 6 thousand of them. And 3 of them…
There is something mildly perplexing about being a woman. Or about being me, in particular. A state of confusion that comes naturally and is uncontrollable. Regardless of my…