Tonight, Kevin,Christopher, and I went to the Food Lion near our house. We bought a lottery ticket, a 12 pack of beer, and some Cadbury Crem...

I'm crossing the line of another "I never" tonight. I'm going to play bunko. Although I have no idea what bunko actually i...

I'm not pregnant. I won't have another miscarriage this month. Hoo-freaking-ray.

I finally watched The Business of Being Born . I have both been looking forward to it and avoiding it all at the same time. I was pregnant w...

Happy St. Patrick's Day from Little Bird, who seems to have taken up Irish Dancing.

A teenager lives in our house now. She moved in last Wednesday and kicked out the little girl who used to be here. So far, she has been just...

I'm angry. I should have known. The shortness, the depression, the feeling of being overwhelmed. The impatience with everyone, including...

For those of you who know me in real life, I hereby warn you that I am about to talk about my boobs. Again. You may click away now, or read ...

BlogHer, the conference, is something I assumed I would attend this year. I've been twice now, and it helps me give credit to what I do ...

Little Bird and I like to go to the library. We read in the morning, in the afternoon, and at night before bed. We love books. I quickly lea...

The posts lie unfinished in draft form. That is so not like me. I just can't seem to finish anything I start online lately. I owe someon...

There really has to be a better terminology than "in real life." You've probably seen it online - IRL - to denote between what...

Little Bird's first friend turns one tomorrow. Her mama has a new blog , and it's a rather nice place to visit, especially whilst I ...

One of the best things about motherhood is that no day is completely and totally horribly bad. This day has tried its best, but it's jus...

It had to go. About 10 inches of hair hit the floor today. How very liberating. Clifford, I did put it off and think twice, but in the end, ...

I blog in my head most of the time now. For some reason, I haven't been able to pull together cohesive posts as frequently as I used to....

Last week I found myself at a monthly gathering of women. It's mostly social, but the women on the invitation list are all very politica...

There is a story in the Bible about a shepherd with 100 sheep. One night, he is putting all of the sheep back in their pen and only counts 9...

"I may be just a little fairy, but I have a big vocabulary!" It's my favorite line in Abby Cadabby's song "I Love Wor...

I have had a little touch of the grouchies. Not sure why, and there is always a reason why. I'm just not really interested in figuring o...