The Burbs

If you haven’t seen this gem in a while, I highly recommend revisiting it while we’re all stuck at home stalking our neighbors. It’s honestly amazing to me how many of my neighbors I’ve come to know (and know well) during the past 11 weeks. We went from 0 to 100. And what’s even moreContinue reading “The Burbs”

He’s not a serial killer!

In our house, it wasn’t so much the terrible twos, but the fucking fours and fives. Jacoby would have violent “fits” that left my husband and I utterly bewildered. We tried everything: time outs, toy removal, positive reinforcement, and (gulp) even spankings (which just suck for everyone)…but nothing worked. I read books (all the books)Continue reading “He’s not a serial killer!”

Yoga & Yardwork

I honestly can’t remember if I used to experience the full range of emotions I now feel on a daily basis before everything turned to shit. If I did, they definitely weren’t felt as intensely or as frequently; otherwise the normal world might have had me institutionalized long ago. I wake up and falsely promiseContinue reading “Yoga & Yardwork”

Lasagna Wars

My Grandmama, rest in peace, was a fantastic cook. My mother is too. I grew up eating fresh, always homemade food, and most of my favorite childhood memories revolve around meals (yup, I was the chubby kid). It took some time—and some heckling from the hubby (then boyfriend)—but I started cooking in my mid-twenties, andContinue reading “Lasagna Wars”