Domestication of Mama
Domestication. To those of us who always imagined career would come before family it used to seem like a dirty word. Why the hell would I ever want to...
Part II: the Amazing Race to the Superbowl of Life
When we last left off, the Boyfriend and I were standing in the hallway of the apartment building of our rented flat with no way to get inside...door locked...
My Couch. My House.
It has been almost two years since the Monkey and I have been on our own. We have lived in this house for almost two years just me and...
The ones that are left…
"You would have of thought by now, I'd have learned something" -Sara Bareilles, Many the MilesLast week one of my dearest friends lost her life while she slept. Her...
Beer. Therapy. Fireworks
Welcome to the week in Mama Time! I've been working hard on freelance work and the new jobby job and have lost all semblance of a blogging schedule for y'all. Humbly...
And I will call him Super Baby!
Last night the Monkey had to sleep in my bed because I was too exhausted to put all his furniture back in his room. Every night before he goes...
Two Cans of Paint and a Monkey
Being a woman is full of perks. Right? I mean I've heard that if you use your womanly spirits you can get tons of stuff for free. Personally when...
First Time for Everything?
How many people remember their first time? I remember my time. Oh it was so romantic. The glow of the fish tank shimmering down upon us as lay on...
Morally Corrupt Mama
I'm a single Mama. I'm technically unemployed. I live in a house I might have to move out of soon. I'm going through a lot of shit right now....
Normieville
Thursday of last week was one of the most bizarre days. Knowing the end of the day would bring therapy with the Bio I had trouble focusing on my...