We’re not religious around here. When pressed, I say we’re spiritual. We believe in kindness and grace and love. Burning bushes and resurrections and water into wine? Not…
My youngest son was 4 years old before he could call me “Mama”. I waited six years before I heard him imitate the words “I love you”. He…
I see you there, constantly judging me. Your little frowny face replacing the once pleasantly surprised one you used to wear. A constant grumpy cat residing directly above…
When I found out I was pregnant, instead of jumping for joy and embracing my husband, gleefully holding up the stick containing 2 pink lines; I collapsed onto…
I was at a party the other night when one of the parents got a text from her seventeen-year-old son. Could he have friends over? Yes, she said.…
I’m dreading coming face to face with you. With Christmas around the corner, I know we will have multiple opportunities to see each other. To talk. But I’m…
With Christmas almost upon us, I find myself ruminating on a moment last October at the State Fair of Texas, of all places. Every year we make an…
If you invented the smoke detector—watch out asshole, I’m coming for you! Sure they save lives and keep our homes safe, but those motherfuckers are pure, concentrated evil.…
Years of marriage can be a complete anti-boner. Throw a kid or two into the mix…or in my case four kids… and your sex-ship is straight sinking. Finding…
You know who pisses me off? Ree Drummond. She cooks. She entertains. She home-schools. She writes. She does all that stuff and she likes it. She does it…