The Dolly Mama Diaries
I can replay a conversation, reconsider a decision, and examine something from seventeen different angles. By angle eighteen, I’m tired, confused, and no closer to an answer. Maybe we don’t need a ...
Relaxing Shouldn’t Be This Much Work
Why is relaxing without guilt so much work? Before I can read a book or pick up a paintbrush, Judge Joey demands evidence that I’ve earned it. Apparently, happiness needs a permission slip.
I’ve been called stubborn since birth. Sometimes that leads to a shaved head and a pink bow. Other times, it leads to the Dolly Mamas.
I’ve been called stubborn since birth. Sometimes that leads to a shaved head and a pink bow. Other times, it leads to the Dolly Mamas.
The Three Letters That Made Me Panic
My brother texted me "Mom has, IMO…" and I did what any responsible sixty-something would do. I panicked. Then looked it up. According to Dr. Google, IMO stands for Intestinal Methanogen Overgrowth...
I decided to build a website with the same brain that forgets why I walked into a room. Here’s how that went.
Squirrelly brain...
Embracing boundaries with crazy.
Surviving motherhood
I am woman, I am amazing, I am tired!
I have literally lost my last brain cell.