From this bowl to my thighs. And worth it. Apparently there was a big game or something on tv yesterday? Football or something? Sigh. So I heard. No wings here. No nachos, no party franks, no chips. We’ll have to wait an entire year for yummy cheese-like-substance dip. Sigh. We usually host the Superbowl festivities for anybody in the vicinity who wants to come and eat cheez whiz, wings, and
When is a Good Time to Return to Work?
How do you know it’s time to go back to work after being a stay at home mom? When the time is right, you think you will know it. But sometimes, stay-at-home moms don’t realize they’re the last ones, um, staying. All you new moms sitting home on maxi-pads the size of volkswagons, with bloody, cracked nipples (you know who you are), crying over McDonald’s commercials holding a beautiful baby
Who Did You Used To Be?
Wanna play a game? Okay, you’re at bookclub or sitting on the soccer sidelines or waiting at the bus stop. Ask your mom-friends who they used to be before kids. And be prepared to be wowed. A pathologist. Photographer. Outward bound leader. Psych Nurse. Chef. IT professor. Nanny. Pharmacist. Sports trainer. Novelist. Bartender. HR specialist. Ophthalmologist. Horse trainer. Financial consultant. Editor. Rabbi. Peace corp volunteer. Construction buyer. Para-legal. Really. These