I never saw it until this afternoon. The three of the four are grown and gone. But they were home last week, albeit for 24 hours, so I braved their rooms for a mom-clean. You want to hear something awful? A part of me is relieved that I don’t have to clean everyday. That myContinue reading “Their Rooms Are So Small”
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What Am I Looking At?
We worked in advertising and this was before #MeToo and Tom never did or said anything inappropriate, even by today’s standards. There was an instance, though, that might have appeared to tell another story.
Stupid Sh*t I Was Told
I was told to be good. I was told to be pretty. I was told looks don’t count. I was told to have long hair. I was told to have straight hair. I was told to have curls. I was told to have bangs. I was told bobby pins would hold back the bangs whileContinue reading “Stupid Sh*t I Was Told”
There is no “conceit.”
What? – I don’t answer my husband. I continue to give him the stink eye. What did I do? – We are three seasons into This Is Us and he still hasn’t figured it out. I sigh. TBH he hasn’t “done” anything, this time, unless you mean exist in contrast to EVERY MALE character onContinue reading “There is no “conceit.””
