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MOS: Mom’s Out Syndrome
MOS: Mom’s Out Syndrome Mom’s Out Syndrome or MOS (Much like the green fungus that grows in the shade, deprived of sunlight. You can dissect the metaphor.) is a phenomenon that happens in families when a mom is out of commission due to illness, injury, mental collapse, dismemberment, death of a loved one, or now…
Read MoreThe Number One Question Everyone Needs Answered About Covid-19
The Number One Question Everyone Needs Answered About Covid-19 We all have questions about Covid-19. 2020 has nearly zoomed right past us at a snail speed. We have stood by enraged or just quarantined through civil unrest, the rights of humanity, to mask or not, to homeschool or just graduate everyone who can hold a…
Read MoreWelcome Home: The Year America Spoke the Same Scholastic Language
Welcome Home: The Year America Spoke the Same Scholastic Language Welcome home… homeschooled that is. Yes, I have braced myself for the onslaught of folks reminding me of the terror of COVID-19. I am not here to negate the losses. We have lost too. Family members lost jobs, friends were very sick, acquaintances passed. I…
Read MoreStuff We As a Society Don’t Understand
Stuff We As a Society Don’t Understand If nothing else, the COVID-19 Pandemic has given us all plenty to talk about, at a distance of course, sometimes. Although, there is a bunch we as a society don’t understand. I am no expert, but, not to brag, I am coming up on my third book launch…
Read MorePee First: A Bladder Story
Pee First: A Bladder Story I full-blown peed my pants this week. I wasn’t laughing. And, I didn’t sneeze. No, I just should have taken my own advice. Pee first. It really isn’t fair. I am basically a fit woman. Granted, I have given birth 4 times, to HUGE headed babies. Then I adopted two…
Read MoreGender Reveal Parties: A New Phenomenon
Gender Reveal Parties: A New Phenomenon in Birthing Humans I am going to sound like an old lady, and I swear, I am not that old. However, I cannot hold my tongue on the issue of the gender reveal party. It is too ripe – there is entirely too much to say. Yes, I know…
Read MoreDear Spelling List: the Myth, the Legend, the Beast
Dear Spelling List: the Myth, the Legend, the Beast There you are. Truly, you never change, you with your pious phonetical rubbish, except when you throw out some random silent P. What is that? I imagine if you were to answer me, you would give some easy response. But I know you so well. I…
Read MoreMarriage Emergency: My Husband is on a Diet and I Can’t Deal
Marriage Emergency: My Husband is on a Diet. Yes, my husband is on a diet. I can’t. What is this phenomenon? Why can’t he leave well enough alone? The last time he went on a diet he cut back from three beers to two, and he lost 9 pounds. In a day. I know, you…
Read MoreMom Vacation: The Ultimate Anomaly
Mom “Vacation.” Yeah, right. This is grammatically incorrect, Mom Vacation. It also defies gravity, logic, and all other forms of science and reason. It isn’t possible. It’s like an unclear antecedent, dangling modifier, or some other Grammar debacle no one knows or understands. Packing, organizing, scheduling, juggling… so as to relax? Still, we are officially…
Read MoreAre You There God? It’s Swimsuit Season…
It’s me, Lord.
Yes, me… on the dressing room floor. Oh, Sweet Jesus, you’ve seen me here before – in this shame and brokenness.
I know, starving, oppressed, and exploited humans… My summer wardrobe is low on your list of priorities. I am the worst.
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