Yep, it’s a thing. And if you haven’t yet been involved in a shopping cart rage incident yet – as perpetrator, victim or witness – you will soon…
After school on Tuesdays, my youngest son and I travel 38 minutes to his occupational therapist in a neighboring city that sits on the state line. Living where…
My days as the parent of a high school kid are dwindling quicker than a Kardashian lipstick collection. My youngest child will be graduating in a matter of…
I see you looking in my direction with shock, awe and the same curiosity you have when a semi is on fire on the side of the highway.…
The phone woke me up; it was my husband calling from downstairs. “You have to bring Erin to the Emergency Room. “She called the suicide hotline; she doesn’t have a plan, but she called.” I’m in shock and respond to him, “That’s impossible, she just spent the day in New York City with the Girl
Post-divorce I became “Broken Jenny.” I didn’t know where to start to pick up the pieces of my former life. I had no idea who I was, what…
Bullshit can sneak up on you. One moment life is copacetic and suddenly you are wading through a cesspool of liquid injustice, manipulation, and general fuckery. At some…
This world is bleeping crazy. And not in a good way. When it comes to watching the nightly news on TV, my husband and I had to invent…
It sort of happened by accident. One day we were a cable-loving family happily glued to the television screen watching crappy reality shows and the next we weren’t.…
I’m woken by the flicker of light between the bedroom blinds. I lay still and anticipate the fall, and by fall I mean that feeling you get when…