The other night I spent a whopping 20 minutes dunking cloth diapers in the toilet to clean off the solid left overs of the boujee baby food that two days ago my wee lad made a grand show of protesting. Pretty gross, huh? During pregnancy with baby number two, my husband and I … [Read more...]

I’m one of those lucky people who doesn’t have to worry about her weight – if I even look at a treadmill, I lose ten pounds. My friends resented me for it and although they always saw the massive amounts of food I’d cram into my mouth, they’d tell me I was anorexic. “You’re so … [Read more...]

Spinning. For those of you not familiar with this particular form of exercise, you simply sit on a stationary bike for an entire hour, pedal at various speeds and resistance, sweat like a slob and go absolutely nowhere. If you have an amazing instructor like I do, she’ll make … [Read more...]

My cousin, Fred is superstitious; He walks not under ladders, And tosses over the shoulder, salt, If spilt, as though it matters. On every thirteenth, when it's Friday, He stays home in the sack, And on a sidewalk never, ever Treads upon a crack. A black cat's path he will not … [Read more...]

Although I’m single, I’ve had several long relationships with Ziploc bags I rinse and reuse. You could say that in some circuitous way, my grandma has set me up for these questionable couplings. She was an outspoken woman whose kitchen at any point in time was an abstract art … [Read more...]