If you ask me, there are just a handful of things that are “better” done outside. S’mores. Water balloon fights. Running. Picnics. If I spent 10 years adding…
So many things are celebrated now that weren’t really a big deal when I was a kid. Grade 8 graduation involved a new dress, but it was cotton. …
I hit a tree, and I hit it hard. I was on my mountain bike, pedaling my inner Evil Knievel through a forest along a narrow winding trail.…
Somewhere in the midst of the school runs and packed lunches, I stopped taking care of myself. I’d ask you to raise your hand if you are also…
I ran away from home the other day. No, I didn’t leave with my coloring books and a Barbie. I went in my car, with my purse, the…
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…
I can never forget the day our doctor told us that my daughter has cerebral palsy. I, along with my husband, was planning a trip to the hills…
I carry a claw hammer in my car. Everyone thinks it’s funny. Like, why would any sane human have mints, Kleenex, Dramamine—and a mini cudgel—in their glove compartment?…
I distinctly remember the first time I heard the word perimenopause. After several negative pregnancy tests that resulted from a late period, I called a friend for advice.…
Dear BLUNTmoms, I’m just going to say it – Mother’s Day is the worst. Basically it’s a day for me to realize how little everyone does around here,…