Adulting

Kinda feels like this blog needs a reboot. I've been struggling with writing. There have been the tiny dashes of product reviews here and there, the piece about The Boyfriend's...

There is nothing sadder then experiencing what was once true bliss to a single Mama. Eck. I have cramps that make me want to hurt someone. My head hurts...

I've been living in a world these last few days, littered with the beeps and whirs of hospital machinery and the continued feeling of fear and dread. Many, many years...

When I was single, I used to relish my time alone. Solo time. Those moments when the quiet would simply fade into writing. Writing would turn into Tweets and...

When I started blogging it was for my soul. To relinquish the bad juju that was hovering around my heart and in my brain. A means to therapy for...

I'm not a celebrity and I can smell the stink of my year old Chucks from up here. Eww. But with that being said, I'm thoroughly enjoying how everyone...

Mama is no stranger to the BIG D and well I've never been a shy to share it. It's that sharing that has helped me gain some insight into the...

Very rarely do I feel compelled to write about a poor experience, anywhere. Hardly ever does the Mama find it necessary to take to the interwebs and expound on...

Being a realist about most things, and having grown-up a shit-ton since I was 24-year Mama, I expect people to just get it most of the time. Like logic....

There was a time when I couldn't wait to start working. Earning money. Buying my own stuff. Doing my own thing. And they days like yesterday happen and I...