Dear John Doe, Who are you? I love that you have the courage to speak out with your opinion and tell me that I know everything. That I’m a pundit. But most poignantly, I need to “stop this crap.” Unlike you, Mr. Nameless, Mr. Dead John Doe, I’m alive. With a name. With a face…with…
How is it one can be so strong in every area of their life but the major one? And, how are you supposed to meet anyone when you only hang out with your children and other married couples? And your single friends come and go like the tide rolling in and out every day and…
Sure, I have some really nice things that I indulge myself with on occasion. But not my children. They want things. Things that everyone else has. Like that damn hoverboard. As much as I tell them those things will only satisfy you for about 5 minutes, they just don’t get it. My girls are in…
I’ve had it with my entitled 8th grade daughter. I’m quite certain I’m doing a stellar job raising an entitled kid. Surely, there is a middle. Somewhere. Here are my 10 easy steps on how to raise entitled children. Give them everything they want (I mean demand). Make sure you go to all of their events. …
New Year. New Life. New Experiences. So I trek 45 minutes to the suburbs this morning to go visit a spiritual healer. Yes. A first time for everything. And, yes, I said spiritual. Not exactly my thing but it can’t hurt. Can it? Surely, I’ll dig deep into my subconscious and exorcize all those toxic…
with my inexcusable behavior… Halloween. My favorite day of the year. And my birthday! Love this day to have a birthday. Everyone wants to have fun on your birthday. Wanda. 1969. Halloween. Truth be told, the only reason I was born on Halloween is because my mother’s OB didn’t want to miss the SMU football…
Honest to a fault. So, I’ve been told. Ok. We all lie. But a liar I am not. People tell me they enjoy my writing. I’m not so sure they enjoy my actual writing. It’s more the shock value in its content. Wish I was creative and could fabricate these fabulous stories. But I can’t. I…
Have you ever had to make the decision to end the life of something you really love? Could you do it? Do you have the compassion to do it? Yes, I’m talking about a pet and not a human. Although, there are some humans I would have no problem making the decision. Our sweet golden…
Robert is my kid and he is great at hockey. Richard is my kid too and they’re both studs a hockey. Every Sunday I see my favorite Robert. I love it when he scores goals because, he gets at least three goals per game. I laugh so hard because, his celebrations are so F…ing funny. he’s…
Have you ever been “shhh’d” before? I have. Perhaps, it’s my big mouth. Even at its lowest octave level, it can be loud. I suppose all of us have been “shhh’d” many times. In the library. At church. In class. And most recently, at my daughter’s 8th grade basketball game. Yes. I said basketball and not…