Dropping F-Bombs on My Blog... Just to Fit My Blog Name

I've been having a bit of "blog name remorse" as of late. When I first thought of my blog name -- The Girl Next Door Drinks and Swears -- I was all, "Look how clever and original I am!" and now I'm more like, "Blech." ...more
I hated my blog name for quite some time. Now I wouldn't say I like it, but it doesn't bother me ...more

Heartbreak: When Your Kids Would Rather Spend Time with Friends

If you are still in the very-young-children stage, you may find this story a little hard to relate to. I was once in your shoes and it was hard to believe that this day would ever come. But it did. And it will for you, too. It wasn't that long ago that I was complaining about never having any "me" time. I always had at least one kid in tow, turning the simplest of errands into a grueling test of patience. Diaper bags and car seats and strollers and Goldfish snacks were necessities just to make a "quick run" to the grocery store. ...more
PS: This spawned a conversation with my oldest son who is seven-years-old this morning. I wrote ...more

Let Your Light Shine

After the welcome and opening prayers, our minister always has a "children's time" as part of the service. He invites all of the children down to the front of the church and shares a short story or lesson that is at a level they can understand. He often uses a prop to grab their attention and hold their interest. Their responses and commentary throughout are often funny, and always adorable.   ...more

Don't Stop Believin', Baby

I've noticed that Tink's pants are getting a little shorter. Her long sleeves are starting to creep up above her wrists. It happens when you have kids. You've no more gotten in the door with a new back-to-school wardrobe, and they've already gone up a size. But, this. This is different. Because she's not just growing. She's growing UP. And clothes aren't the only thing she's about to outgrow. It's Christmas. And I feel like I've been punched in the gut. Because I have started to realize...she's about to outgrow Santa....more
My son is 13 now and I've since recovered from the moment Santa was no more. Now it's a matter ...more

A Not-So-Humble Holiday Shout Out

I'm already behind on my Christmas to-do list. It's December 4th and I have YET to get started on our Christmas cards. I got out of doing them last year because I played the "We're in the middle of moving and I'm just so overwhelmed and emotional" card, but I'm all out of excuses this year. Dammit. So, that's my goal for this week. Get ass in gear to design picture perfect Christmas card even though we never really look like that except for this one occasion but I'd like for people to think so which is kind of a lost cause since I've pretty much blown our cover with this blog. ...more

Santa's a Stalker and Probably Has Diabetes

I was laying in bed last night, thinking about yesterday's post - feeling weepy and nostalgic. And then, as they often do, my thoughts turned on me. They went to that dark, cynical place I'm all too familiar with, and I started thinking about all the shit we've told our kids about Santa and how it's a miracle they believe a word that comes out of our mouths about him (or anything for that matter) and it's no wonder they are terrified as hell when they see him. Just think for a second about the things we tell our kids about Ol' Saint Nick. ...more