Adoption and the movies – things to consider Before I took my kids to see The Good Dinosaur I consulted the experts of Facebook. Normally, I wouldn’t think twice about taking my two five-year-olds to see anything made by Disney but I’d heard some parental chatter about the movie being disturbing and potentially upsetting for…
Ever heard the saying “fake it ’till you make it?” Sure you have but is that supposed to apply to baking? Would that be “fake it ’till you bake it” or “fake it don’t bake it?” How about salted caramel pretzel turtles? Sounds pretty awesome, right? They are. [Tweet “Make these easy salted caramel pretzel…
I don’t know why they call menopause “the change of life.” I can think of some other, more fitting things it could be called: The seventh circle of hell. Nature’s last cruel joke on womankind. The season in your life where it seems like your eyebrows have moved to your chin. Okay, that last one…
This shop has been compensated by Collective Bias, Inc. and its advertiser. All opinions are mine alone. #HolidayPairings #CollectiveBias The following content is intended for readers who are 21 or older. The holidays are such a fun time of year…there’s so much going on. See also the holidays are such a STRESSFUL time of year…there’s SO MUCH…
It is not lost on me that National Adoption month occurs in a month we set aside for thankfulness. Sometimes, I look at my life…I watch my kids playing together fighting over stuff and things just seem so…surreal. I usually hate it when people describe situations as surreal because I’m never sure what exactly they’re…
This shop has been compensated by Collective Bias, Inc. and its advertiser. All opinions are mine alone. #NaturallyCheesy #CollectiveBias It is finally starting to feel like fall around here, people. Fall for us means the temps are out of the 90’s but after five plus months of triple digits, the mid-eighties are a welcome break….
November is National Adoption Month. You may see stuff in your Facebook feed about being “chosen” and “born in my heart, not under it.” Those are wonderful sentiments. This isn’t an article about wonderful sentiments, so hold on, okay? What not to say to adoptive families My sons did not enter this world via my…
I don’t give a rat’s ass about the Kardashians…let me just put that out there. I don’t care about Kim. Not her lips, her butt or her daughter’s wardrobe. I don’t care about Klhoe. I know there are more of them but I’ve never bothered to learn their names. I don’t hate them…I just don’t…
I really, really try not to get wrapped around semantics when people make thoughtless remarks about our adoptions or when they ask a question that maybe they shouldn’t ask…or ask it in a way that’s offensive. I try to keep in mind that every person my family comes in contact with is not going to…
Every headache is a potential brain tumor and each new freckle might be malignant melanoma—this is how my brain works. I don’t run to the doctor over every ache and bump but I’m quick to climb the crazy tree with my good friend “what-if.” I’ll scale that tree with amazing speed, although it’s not too…
