Month: February 2012
Fluent in Drive Thru
Please, please , please could someone explain to me why the managers of fast food restaurants put people at the drive thru window that can not SPEAK ENGLISH! This is one of life’s greatest mysteries.I don’t understand why when I ask for a straw […]
Trash Talk
My 15 year old son has one job in our household. He is responsible for the taking out the trash. We have lived in the same house for eight years. Our trash day has always been Friday. Therefore, every Thursday night the […]
Bra Shopping a.k.a The Day From Hell
The only thing worse than bathing suit shopping is bra shopping. Bathing suits are worse because you have to be presentable to the masses. If you lucky you and your guy are the only ones subjected to your bra purchases. Today I […]
Housewife Crack
There is an new addiction sweeping the suburbs. As with any addiction it is wrecking havoc with the lives of millions of women. All over suburbia soccer moms and working women alike are hunched over giving in to their addiction. Dinners are […]
Dad Shoots Daughter’s Laptop Over Facebook Post [VIDEO]
Dad Shoots Daughter’s Laptop Over Facebook Post [VIDEO] Last night I watched this video thinking that just maybe this dad had something to say that would help me with my teenagers. I am always looking for effective ways to communicate and to […]
Natural Childbirth, Fake Nails
God having the sense of humor that he does made it possible for me to spend an hour in a pedicure chair next to an extremely pregnant woman. As luck would have it she was pregnant with her first child and had […]
Purse-sonality
Friday night at the basketball game my friend Kelly opened her purse. It was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. First of all you could actually see the lining of her purse. If that wasn’t amazing enough everything in there […]
I miss snow days. I miss the times when the kids would run into my room and snuggle up with me while we watched the school closings scroll across the screen. When our school would finally appear that would be squeals of […]