I was helping my daughter get ready for a party and we got to talking about tights. She couldn’t believe how difficult they were to put on, and how likely they were to get stretched out/slip down in places. I was telling her that in my long life, I had faced a near constant battle of tights curling down at the waistline, sometimes rolling down my hips, which I attributed to to my long waist, since it didn’t appear to be a matter of my size or my tight size. Tights, I told her, are very flawed leg coverings. Read More Tell Me About Tights, My Sisters
No one has to be told that parenting is rough sometimes, but what’s hard to remember is that every kid is different. Making it even more difficult are the parents who think they know so much better than everyone else, and make it their job to let the world know. Though some of us have an easier time than others avoiding (or becoming) this sort of person, it’s good to see a new breed of parenting book making its way in this often complicated existence. Let’s take a look at two recently published reads for the Anti-Sanctimommy.
This just in: Ladyblogland wrote some great stuff this week. Read More Dispatches from Ladyblogland
It seems like you can’t hock a loogie without hitting an article about all the things 20-somethings are doing wrong, or should be doing, or need to do ASAP if they’re going to be high-powered CEOs with perfect marriages and 2.5 dogs by the time they hit 30. This is not one of those articles.
What Would I Say? is the newest app to take Facebook by storm. Reminiscent of the now-defunct Horse_ebooks Twitter account, the app takes snippets from your previous Facebook posts and recombines them into new phrases. Most of the statuses it generates are pretty nonsensical, but sometimes it creates absolute gems. Read More 14 Life Lessons from What Would I Say?
It’s me. Your mom. At the time I’m writing this letter, I’m 26. I am awesome. You are not born (or even possible) yet, so I can spend all my money and time on myself. It’s a wonderful life. I assume by the time you’re old enough to read this letter, I will have fallen into the category of Lame Mom. It’s okay. I thought my mom was awful until I got old enough to know better. Read More Conversations with My Future Daughter
Hey readers, I didn’t have a question in the ask box, so I thought I’d turn this over to you. Read More Ask A Contractor: Sandbox Mode
I knew about this wedding since last year, but because my luck with finding a romantic kind of date has had a 0% success rate, I had no doubt in my mind about who my plus one would be. I knew that it had to be my best friend. I asked her before the invites were sent out. I figured, it’s not my family, I don’t really know anyone, why not invite the person I’m most comfortable around?* Read More Rules for Being a Plus One (with Additional Commentary)