Making my kids hate me one post at a time.
My mind has been mommy-fied. Or mommy-fried. I am pickled. Saturday, I had an idea for a funny piece about how different watching the Oscars as a parent is from watching the Oscars as a person without kids. I wrote it, prepared graphics and posted it, but it was Saturday afternoon. And the Oscars […]
Oh how I miss the days when my single friends and I would gather at one of our houses for 6 straight hours of red carpet glamour and the Academy Awards. There was a tableful of our favorite foods (homemade hors d’oeuvres when we weren’t so busy, a plate of Cheese Krystals when we were) […]
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