Sometimes words spew out of my mouth and I immediately wish life had an EDIT and DELETE button. Sometimes… rarely… but sometimes, words fall out and I’m somewhat astonished at my own insight. “There is […]

Sometimes words spew out of my mouth and I immediately wish life had an EDIT and DELETE button. Sometimes… rarely… but sometimes, words fall out and I’m somewhat astonished at my own insight. “There is […]
“I’m sure she’ll make the team.” “That is a given. Look at her mom!” “It’s a sure thing. She’s just like you.” I heard every variation of these sentiments in the months leading up to […]
Oh, hey there. It’s me! Remember me? Opinionated, unusually tall, pension for sharing things on the internet… yeah, now you remember. So it’s been a hot minute since I was seated here, writing. It would […]
It’s been a minute since I’ve found myself in this space—the blog space, that is. I joined a new group at the beginning of the year. While the organization was born from the marriage of […]
I’m a committed resolution setter. Heavy eye rollers out there are staring HARD at the back of their eye sockets with my mere suggestion of setting New Year resolutions. It’s cliche, the whole, new year/new me thing. I […]
“You’re the worst mom ever. I hate you.” Awe. That statement. It would be comforting if it weren’t an admonishment, as I’ve heard it so much lately. Most often it’s made claim in the mornings. […]
It’s 3:39 am on Thursday, November 1st. I cannot sleep. I am haunted. While scrolling through my social media feed earlier tonight, ooh-ing and awe-ing at all the costumed cuteness of my friends’ children, a […]
The pendulum of my love-hate relationship with social media has been swinging toward the hate side lately. I’ve come to the conclusion we need a new platform. LifeGram? RealBook? I don’t know. But I do […]
No one told me it would be this hard. Okay…that’s total bullshit. I think my mom definitely told me it would be this hard. I just didn’t believe her. Truth be told, I wouldn’t have […]
“Shanann Watts’ Facebook page painted a portrait of a happy married life.” This was the opening sentence of a TIME article discussing the recent tragedy of the death of a young mother and her two small […]