Alright, Monday, I came up in here and bragged about how successful my Saturday alone with both kids was and how we’re settling so nicely into this family of four business and sunshine farts with rainbow sprinkles came flying out of my ass. Despite the fact that we were dealing with the stomach flu from…
I might be crazy
The Power of Twitter
Okay, I’m completely distracted right now because I just watched Erin Martin and The Shields Brothers sing “What’s Love Got To Do With It” on The Voice and that was the most bizarre thing I’ve seen on reality music television in a long time, but y’all, my day today was…wow. Kind of insane. First, I…
I’m, like, a groundhog or something
Six more weeks of “winter” (hibernation?) for New Girl. Six more weeks until I’m a mother of TWO. (This causes me to freak out on a near daily basis.) It also causes me to look at this pregnancy and see all the ways that pregnancy is different the second time around, in both general and…
Tiny truths
As I begin this tale, know two things: One, when you are pregnant the urge to pee is pretty undeniable and quite constant. Two, once you are a mom you will never, under any circumstance, be allowed to forget that you are, in fact, a mom. Got that? Okay, good. Last week was a pretty…
Phantosmia
I wrote a while ago about my smoke nose. The chronic, disgusting, burning sensation that there is always someone smoking a cigarette in my presence. Except no one is. I finally screwed up the courage to consult Dr. Google and found the word “phantosmia,” which basically means “olfactory hallucinations.” So the tiny person who runs…