“Create a womb,” my husband said. The analogy startled me; this was more than a decade ago, and we were undergoing infertility treatment at the time. But he was right. That’s what I needed to do. I dug big holes and added a little fertilizer, then filled the holes with water and swished the Read More
The Tyrant lugged her 6-year-old sleepy self into the kitchen the other day while wiping sleep from her eyes. “Mom,” she said. “Guess what. I dreamed we were at a hotel, and we were staying at a hotel, and we were all there, and then we left.” “Wow,” I said. Because I’m totes supportive like Read More
Have you been living under a rock in Outer Mongolia? Yes? Welcome back! It’s so strange to think there are people uninformed about my life. Anyhoo, if you’re visiting here for the first time, you’ll need a recap. Here is the abridged version: I grew up in New Orleans, have red hair, and learned to Read More
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Sunday was one of those days my kids would have been better off without me. But damn, we were stuck with each other. First: I’ve got some kind of nerve problem happening in my neck and left shoulder blade, and it’s causing my hand to catch on fire during the night. It’s excruciating for my Read More
Dear Savvy Sister, I’m going thru a life changing, emotional, difficult change in my life and I have asked for guidance. I went to a local pastor, known for tolerance and acceptance, although I am not a member of his congregation. He met with me for about 2 hours and I felt he understood my Read More
The Diva walked into the kitchen yesterday wearing an old t-shirt featuring a quote from one of my stories. The quote: My family, like most Southern gentry before us, thrives on panic and distress. “You need to get dressed for school, honey,” I said. “I am dressed,” she replied At the time I had a knife full of Read More
Day Four without a shower. I almost took one last night but I couldn’t find a clean towel. And I’m not picky, people – I mean I couldn’t find a towel that didn’t smell like mildew, pee, or peanut butter. I like peanut butter, but I’m not one to spread it all over my body. Read More
I know you’re all waiting to hear about the dog, and I can’t wait to tell you about him. But sorry, this post has been niggling at me like a kid at Target. After the election, a Mitt Romney supporter asked me if Hot Firefighter Husband and I have been celebrating. “No,” I said. “I’ve Read More
I cleaned out the Tyrant’s room last week. I found an ancient bag of Cheetos, all of the missing Tupperware, 14 naked Barbies, and countless Barbie body parts. Apparently, when the girl plays alone in her room, she turns into Dr. Evil and performs amputations with abandon. A Gym Acquaintance recently told me about a Read More
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