Meet my new sunglasses, purchased on vacation after the Toddler Crushed my other pair with his giant bones. At Merely the cost of two entrees and two drinks, they make me look like I have …
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the mamas on the bus
Today, on the patriarchal norms cemented in Children’s songs, why do the Mamas on the Bus say SHH SHH SHH, and the Daddy’s on the Bus Say I love you? Morrison has been flipping it …
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mama red nose
I have some incredible acne on the very most obvious tip of my nose, and Joe is now calling me ‘Mama red nose,’ so yes, Joe was today years old when he started THROWING ME …
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my life’s work
We had an Easter Party yesterday, and I was reminded of my GREATEST JOYS: putting cute things on tables, and feeding friends. It’s not ALL I want to do, but I want to do it …
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you win some
I’ve been feeling like a bit of a Loser this week, since I found out that another one of my pilots was passed on. I can literally hear Morrison in my head or shouting at …
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shotsbury egg
I don’t know how I’ve missed this but some human people empty out Cadbury Eggs and use their shells as shot glasses and FILL THEM WITH KALUHA AND VODKA and drink them, like a shot. …
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thorns
This blog is no longer a cute, sunny space for musings on parenthood and theater and cake. No, it’s now a forum, a safe space for people with sciatica pain, or maybe a herniated disc? …
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Bizcocho
THE WORLD IS BACK, KIND OF! As are plays, as is my getting tagged in press pictures and production photos of The Cake which thrills me to no End. A production just closed in Hickory, …
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Family Planning
This morning, Morrison and I were discussing our quote unquote ‘family planning,’ ie our attempt slash desire to have a second kid. For me, ‘family planning’ has always been comprised of crying, googling, sending long …
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how old am I
Old Enough to have a son Young enough to rock an anklet with my son’s name on it OLD ENOUGH TO NOT BE ABLE TO BEND DOWN TO PUT SAID ANKLET