When we live with a man it takes some time to get used to the not-woman stuff that comes with him. Beard scrapings in the sink, toilet seat…
My kids are teens. By now I assumed I wouldn’t have to plan every fricken’ moment of their schedules like when they were toddlers. Yet here I am…
Blunt Moms writers hail from all over the world, as do our readers. We are, however, founded in Canada, and proudly so. Because Canadian blood runs through our…
Do you have snotty obnoxious teenagers who treat you like crap? Do they speak to you in that derisive tone like you just farted? You know where they…
I get it, controlling white men want to make sure their legislation hogtying women goes to the Supreme Court. They made abortion a crime for anybody who provides…
It was bound to happen at some point. Our parents die. Sometimes suddenly or others go slowly, but it is what elders do, they leave us eventually. My…
When my daughter entered high school, I was positive I would finally be welcomed to join the High School Parent Committee. This is the upper echelon of the…
It would be hard to describe the shenanigans that go on in the cadre writer group here at Blunt Moms. Certainly when you get a bunch of writers, who are also stressed out Moms, there will be hilarity and some epic rudeness. One day we were talking about how the swamp creatures who surround the
Listen up folks, I have had just about enough of every damned product on the market being aimed at people in their twenties. The entire retail world wants…
Do you have a Valentine? Let me tell you about that time when I didn’t. It was funny really, in retrospect. I was in my roaring twenties, and…