Lost and Found

We lost Penny this afternoon. Okay, maybe “lost” is too strong of a word.  “Misplaced” is probably more accurate. Anyway, it was a gut-wrenching, frantic, panic-inducing 3 minutes. It started simply, with the girls in and out of the house...

Bagged

Jac follows some groups on Instagram that are all about the Every Day Carry.  They feature “pocket dumps” in which the contents of their pockets are artistically laid out for others to gawk at.  In case you’re wondering, there isn’t a stray...

In Vino Veritas

Last week. . . Last week I strong armed us back into our school schedule. We had griping and complaining and we had to school in the afternoon (unheard of!) because of a lazy morning and we used Friday for catch up instead of IT. But it was a good week. This week?...

Questionable

This modern age with its diagnosis and syndromes and whatnot. . . It can seem ridiculous. But the first time I read about “Decision Fatigue,” I thought, Oh my goodness, write this down, I have that! Alllll day every day I am bombarded with questions....

All Dressed Up

Something about the pregnancy hormones makes me- how do you say it?- CRAZY. While growing a baby my brain clicks off all reason and I start thinking things like, “I can make all the things!” It gets me into trouble. Coming off the All Saints costume fiasco...

Optional

You know what I don’t like? The way doctors knock before entering the room. It’s stupid, I’m aware, to feel this way and I know it’s tied to my social anxiety but still. Because, what? Are you going to say, “Just a minute!” or...