I opened up Pandora’s box last night and now I am regretting I ever did it. I am sitting here and my stomach is turning. I should eat something. I should eat cereal. Boxes of it. Cause boxes of cereal will make everything ok. I asked a few of my people to give me some…
Month: November 2014
Grieving the high chair.
I bought the high chair at a rummage sale. It was wooden with chipped, white paint flaking the sides. I had known from the moment I saw it that I wanted it to be mine. It reminded me of high chairs I would see in vintage black and white photos. It had no safety precautions,…
Leggings & Superheroes – hills not to die on moms
When I was younger. Much younger. Like I had a crush on Richard Marx younger, I shaved my head. Not my whole head cause that wouldn’t be cool. But only half of my head because apparently that was way cooler. I decided one day that I would feel better about myself if not only I…