ICYMI (in case you missed it): I’ve been submitting my work, otherwise known as throwing spaghetti, and the last couple weeks have been good for sticking: 
My kids have been soccer referees, basketball refs, and lax refs. Usually, most youth referees are somebody’s kids. Despite this pic, they’re not that tough. But that doesn’t stop parents from behaving badly. Really badly. BluntMoms syndicated an essay I wrote about that here.
Scary Mommy picked up my frustration at applying for a job when on the other side of the bell curve. I considered a college re-do, and they printed it here.
Want to know what happened when I was given a vintage depilatory (hair removal device) as a gift? You can read about that on Good Housekeeping, Cosmopolitan, Redbook or Women’s Day. Cuz I’m fancy now.
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