So, you have tons of Christmas shopping to do, but without a GOOP budget? No problem.
We just got home from a week away at Disney World.
Recently Gigi told me she liked a boy. She’s in 1st grade, so I don’t even know what liking a boy at this stage even means, but naturally, my response was, “who needs boys when you’re going to be running your own television network?”
Everything about this book journey is new and exciting. I’ve simply just never experienced anything like it, so most big events are met with me dancing around my kitchen eating fistfuls of Skittles. Which leads me to scream…
And the streak continues! So yeah, if you’ve been following me through the years, you may already know of my complete aversion to standard store bought costumes.
I feel like I’ve been shouted at for months now. Every time I turn on the news or read articles online, ALL CAPS SHOUTING. It’s scary and we’re sitting here trying to pinpoint the exact reason we are where we are, and what the hell we can do to fix it. I have only a […]
The day of closing was moved up three days. We thought we’d have the long Labor Day weekend to pack up shop; our fleet of friends and trucks at the ready.
Check the clock, what time is it right now? Okay whatever time it is, it’s officially way too much time spent being disgusted with yourself. You’ve missed a huge part of your life doing this shit, and it absolutely has to stop.
I remember being in junior high and kissing a boy on my friend’s bed for 3 hours. Three whole hours. No talking, just intense rhythmic french kissing.
“Complete honesty?” Andy asked, smooshed beside me in the closet. “Yup.” “I can’t wait until the whole diaper bottom thing is done.”