Posts tagged Parenting
Sorry, no. You Can't Have That.

When I left my parents house and branched off on my own, I was dirt poor. I received more than one nail-and-mail because living on $145-ish dollars a week as a supermarket clerk didn’t exactly allow me to pay all my monthly bills. After the divorce from my first husband when I was 27, I began the arduous task of figuring out who I was and what I wanted to do with myself career-wise. I had exactly zero skills…

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The Secret to Maintaining a Good Relationship With A Teenager Daughter

Jesse is turning fourteen in December. Technically, she’s supposed to hate me. We’re supposed to fight daily - maybe even hourly. She’s supposed to be bitchy and miserable to be be around. She’s supposed to give me major attitude and roll her eyes…a lot. Yeah, no. Look, Jesse’s not perfect. She’s human, after all, and a teenage girl going through a crap-ton of hormonal changes…

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Mr. Rogers and the Unimaginable Pressure Teenagers Face In A World of Unrealistic Social Media Standards

As a kid, I had a unibrow that my mother, legit, held me down to tweeze into two separate ones. My hair was a big brown poof of frizz. And let's not forget the buckteeth. Needless to say, I wasn't considered one of the pretty and popular girls. As for my first kiss... I'll never forget that debacle. I'd been hanging with my "boyfriend". And yes, I had to put that word in quotes because he was more of a gloried friend who pitted me rather than actually liked me…

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Words, Words, Words.

Way back, about a billion years ago, I took advantage of a closed door. Then I had kids. These days, a closed door is a cue for my girls to need me right this very second. I can go an entire day out in the open and totally available and no one will need a damn thing from me. But the moment I have the audacity to shut the bathroom door and sit my fat ass on the toilet, suddenly the whole world needs me…

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I Just Want to Pee In Private

Way back, about a billion years ago, I took advantage of a closed door. Then I had kids. These days, a closed door is a cue for my girls to need me right this very second. I can go an entire day out in the open and totally available and no one will need a damn thing from me. But the moment I have the audacity to shut the bathroom door and sit my fat ass on the toilet, suddenly the whole world needs me…

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