It’s been a weirdly calm week. What I mean is, I’ve been calm.
Wednesday morning, for example. I dropped the girls off at daycare. Then I went to the grocery store, the bank, then CVS. When I was told my prescription wouldn’t be ready

My husband has a theory.
His theory, why we’re fighting, is because I’m a difficult woman. That whatever rage he has is warranted because I’m no walk in the park.
I tell him he has never been married to another woman, so he has

Well, 2025 is off with a bang. You’d think the universe would give it a break, but no, it’s gotta keep pushing…
A lot has happened since that hopeful December 30th newsletter. I managed to survive the twelve days (now seventeen) of closed daycare, RSV, the

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I got my first Christmas card last week.
I retrieved it after a rough morning. I was running around the house, trying to get everything for my errand run before loading the girls in the car for their last day of daycare before winter break (12 days). “Can you

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I hate that I missed last week’s newsletter. It was Thanksgiving and the girls had two days off. I’m not using it as an excuse, but when I say I lost two days, I don’t mean it figurately.
That’s something I wish

Another weekend, another fight at the Please Touch Museum. I swear, every fight happens there. My marriage will end, the divorce papers served, in the germ-infested halls of that place.
Ellie was having a meltdown. Her usual new tantrum thing. Jay was doing his usual thing – “I got