How to Clean Your Countertops

I spend an absurd amount of my time wiping my countertops. I haven’t seen any official studies, but I have a working theory that motherhood is 23% wiping countertops. And while it’s true that I do my share, you will have to take my word for it because you really would never know by looking…

Losing It All Gracefully

One hot night a couple of weeks back, I watched Maria lose her championship game. I don’t mean she was on a team that lost the game, although I suppose that is also true. No, I mean she was the last up in a game where her team was down by 4 runs with two…

Raising a Revolution

  You guys. It’s been a week, hasn’t it? This is some hard, heavy shit. I’m sad and I’m scared and more than both of those things, I’m so unbelievably tired. I want to go to bed and pull the covers up over my head and cry until everything has been purged and then sleep until…

Blog News

  June has been a great month for me in the “quest to become a real writer so I can primarily work from home with no pants on” department. Here are the highlights, for those of you keeping track. Also, I love you. Erma Bombeck’s Writing Workshop My post Teaching the Children Well (originally published here) …

Teaching the Children Well

  “Mommy! Look!” Gabby is yelling at me from the backseat. “Honey, I’m driving,” I tell her.  “I will look in a sec.” I think about also explaining that she doesn’t need to yell, since the space between her mouth and the back of my head is at max, 8 inches, but math isn’t her…

For the Motherless on Mother’s Day

Just the other day I was driving along in my car, listening to vintage Naughty by Nature and waving my hands in the air like I just didn’t care, and before I knew what was happening the radio DJ was blabbering in my earhole, saying something totally heartbreaking like: “When we come back from the break…