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As I sit down to write this post, I’m both overwhelmed with gratitude and a bit desperate to hold on to the memories of my babies who no longer look like babies. How did they grow from this… …into this…

It’s weird to live in a place where snow just isn’t a big deal. Where we’re from in Georgia, a snow day is almost as thrilling as a Honey Boo Boo sighting. Almost.

As I perused aisle after aisle of cheap, kitschy Valentine’s Day crap in Target yesterday, I had a flashback to what this holiday was like when I was a child. Those days when my happiness actually revolved around whether or not some cute boy’s mom went to the trouble of buying me heart-shaped erasers and […]

My Dearest Readers, I’d like to be able to tell you all that I live a carefree, exuberant life that is full of magical fairies and butterflies who chase me through lavender fields and tickle me. And that I’ve spent the past several weeks floating around on marshmallow clouds and drinking sparkling raindrops. Weeeeeell, this […]

Will it totally blow your mind if I publish a “How-to Tuesday” video on a Monday? Because I’m feeling like shaking things up around here. So, here it is. The latest How-to, and it’s all about how to get out of the absolute worst Thanksgiving chore:  dish duty.

I don’t know about y’all, but I feel like I’ve been through the ringer these past few months, and I’m now in the mood for some serious holiday fun! And since the entire month of November is the sacred “give thanks via your Facebook status” month, I decided to do my own thing over here […]

Well, Halloween at my parents’ house proved that the only thing more enjoyable than scaring the crap out of little children is scaring the crap out of their parents. But the evening began with my dad scaring the crap out of his own grandchildren. How did he do that? Well…

I decided to take the kids on an impromptu trip to Atlanta today to participate in my parents’ Halloween tradition of scaring the living MESS out of the neighborhood children. In his prop arsenal this year, my dad (he calls himself “G-man”) has a life-sized coffin and my old, bald mannequin, Demi. I got her […]