Kids growing up too fast

Children have always been curious about adult roles. When I was young, my sister and I often played a game called “Grown Up.”We would dress in our mother’s clothes, say the rosary, and use words like “disappointed.”We poured tea and pretended to be more mature than any other six and seven year-old in the neighborhood.Children still play grown up today, but without the benefit of pretending....more

Last Minute Holiday Gifts | SLACKER MOM’s Guide to Holiday Gifts

Slacker Mom Saves Your Ass… Again.Ah, holy hell. It’s holiday gift giving time. As if having to roast overstuffed bloated birds while squabbling children run underfoot wasn’t enough, we’re also expected to find and select personalized holiday gifts for family members far and near.Well Slacker Mom’s Guide is back, ready to save your ass with last minute holiday gifts that are easy, cheap, and appear thoughtful....more

Hello, My Name Is....

Hello. My name has been Thoughtless. Selfish. Cheater. Liar. Petty Thief. Shameless. Hussy.Also, Mom. Daughter. Wife. Friend. Listener. Volunteer. Helper.Asshat.Today, it would be Self-Indulgent....more
I dated and supported a sociopath and allowed him to hurt me and everyone around me because I ...more

Tis Not Yet The Season?

It is Monday, November 16th, and our neighbors two doors down have decked the halls. Well, honestly I don't know for sure if their halls have been decked, as I haven't been inside, but the outside of their house indubitably has been. As of this afternoon, more than a week before Thanksgiving, their eaves and their fences are lined with sparkly bluish-white LEDs. Not the most attractive of lights, in my opinion, as LEDs don't give off the warm glow of incandescents and tend to look a bit dreary and cold, but still much prettier than the rest of this dark and lifeless neighborhood....more
Houseful Of Nicholes, I hadn't even thought of that! Good point!more

My very first blog! Wtf even is a blog?

Okay, I've always wanted to start a blog, for the last few weeks. I'm really not sure what a blog entails, but I know I'm way to wordy in my FB posts. I've often felt uncomfortable  (that last word alone, was way too long)  with my long winded diatribes. I feel like I have a lot to say, about pretty much nothing. But if you're wiling to listen, I will ramble on and on about nothing! You in?...more

11 Reasons Why November Is My Toddler's Favorite Month

When asked about their favorite time of year, most people get misty-eyed remembering summer BBQs, warm evening concerts in the park, sunbathing, and staying up late. Sounds idyllic, right?Unless you’re a toddler....more

The Hazards of Post-Marital Sex

I miss sex. I miss unbridled (who wears a bridle?), rowdy, noisy, uninterrupted sex.Pre-marital sex. PRE-pre-natal sex. (Is that a thing?) Pre-children-who-are-stalking-you sex.I do.I spent a good part of my late teens and 20’s having sex. Good sex, bad sex, weird sex…furtive sex, spontaneous sex, planned sex, obligatory special event sex, morning sex, sex in the back of a van  as we crossed state lines...(why? I don't remember)...more
You just described my life, and I'm not sure if I should be laughing or crying, or both. ...more

When everything feels like straw...

I left the meeting feeling overwhelmed. Sad thing is that I was leaving a meeting I led. Sigh.Afterward, I ran into a colleague in the hall who casually asked, "How's it going?" To which I answered, "I think I'm going to quit," an idle threat, of course, but I could sense the emotion pressing threateningly against my eyes. Tears, anyone?...more

My kitty LOVES tape.

This is Daenerys Stormborn: Kitten of Dragons.oKatniss blogs at The Cardboard Kitty and Dolly Nomnom....more

If she only knew...

Sometimes it's better not to know. For instance, when your husband thinks the dress you wore to work that day makes your hips and hind end look larger than life, you'd rather he tell you after work, not on a lunchtime date when you have an entire half day yet to work while wearing it. But that was last month.Two months ago, it was my mother who was getting too big for her britches. I know that because my sister sent me this text:...more
Arnebya Thanks for understanding and finding the humor through the sadness. I am so thankful I ...more