I love me a good romper. Or jumpsuit. Or as my husband would probably call them notadresspants. Like love them. I swear while wearing them I feel like the most attractive person on the planet. It’s like they come with an extra boost of confidence for all the wear them. Well except when you go … Continue reading Getting on Jump on Business
Oh how my drinks of choice have changed with age. Or by digestion issues. As much as this much mama would love to be practicing my favorite S in wine tasting, my stomach has had other plans these days. Some days my stomach turns its nose up at pretty much all food. Yikes. While that … Continue reading Sippin on Protein and Soy
Ahhh Spring is in the air! With it brings the desire to crawl out from under ALL the layers. This is the time of year that my pasty legs start to see the light of day again. Well, sometimes. If you’re like me, you’re freezing all the time. Then it’s summer and your sweating balls … Continue reading Tight Talks
Spring is here, but the Spring weather still quite hasn’t gotten the full memo. We get glimpses of it here and there in Chiberia. In that tiny glimpse I’ll pull out a pair of crops, and bare my ankles only to have the weather gods laugh at me and turn frigid all over again. That’s … Continue reading The Struggle is Real
I said “I do” to my other half almost five years ago. One of the perks to being married means I no longer have to swim in the dating pool. I was comically awful at it. I mean awful. Anyone play board games with their families? Mine does every Christmas. My dating life before Dan … Continue reading How to Date Your Husband
I really had the best intentions to keep this updated weekly and then monthly. Well, that’s turned comical, but let’s be honest me trying to juggle all things working mom out there is kind of comical, too. You can say I’m an overachiever. I even overachieve at failing spectacularly sometimes,too. Case in point with the … Continue reading The Best Intentions
Potty training is hell. Potty training a tiny diva terrorist is it own special kind of evil. About a month ago, I was boasting about my potty trained princess. Miss thing had fully moved to her big girl princess underwear (damn you Disney). She thought she was so cool to be wearing them. And, I mean, … Continue reading If you’re reading this, send wine.
In my twenties, I used to think I was really busy. Like super busy. Sundays were for sleeping in, and brunching after noon. It was a hard life. In my thirties, I met my now husband. Fitting in two sides of friends is like a sport. It was exhausting, but for the greater good we … Continue reading Multitasking Mania