I went to lunch with a friend yesterday, the kind of friend who becomes family in the most casual of ways. We chatted and laughed, maybe cried a little, laughed some more. It was nice. Soul-filling. At some point in the conversation, talk turned to our upcoming Christmas party and “Minute To Win It” games….
being a woman sucks sometimes
Completely Irrational Confession #1
I have a tag here on the blog called “completely irrational.” I don’t display tags because it looks kind of ugly on this theme when I do, but the tag is there somewhere in the string of letters I don’t understand that make things go around here. Anyway. Enough of the mini-lesson in the backend…
Well, they’ll take your soul if you let them. Oh yeah, but don’t you let them.
The single hardest thing about leaving the work force and staying home, for me at least, has been the significant drop in adult interaction in my life since last June. And by significant drop I mean Dan is sometimes the only adult I see in an entire week, except dropping Joshua off at school. No…
Let’s talk about bras: The Leading Lady Holiday Nursing Collection
Ever since The Plugged Duct Debacle a couple of months ago, I’ve been careful to avoid a recurrence. I do not ever want to feel that again even if what I felt was the tip of the frozen breast milk iceberg. Never ever. After the plug was cleared, I took a good, long look at…
Mom’s Night In
I knew so much more about being a mom four years ago than I do right now. You know? Before I was actually a mom? Before I was a mom, I planned on regular outings with my girlfriends. Regular “girl’s nights” where we gabbed and drank wine and, I dunno, painted each other’s nails or…