BITCHIN' SISTERS

Time spent away with girlfriends is precious. Like a precious, drunk diamond. There’s just something about a girls’ weekend that soothes the soul, satisfies an inner yearning and prevents you from finally losing your shit at the next work meeting or the next time that little asshole, Sid the Science Kids talks about how cool his mom is. […]

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You may think that all we do is drink wine and swear. Well, you’re right. But, we also have awesome friends who do awesome stuff. And if there’s anything we love more than Matthew McConaughey and booze it’s supporting women owned business. Check this badass company out. B.E.L.T.S. Share

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I recently borrowed this book from the library. It went missing shortly thereafter. In a moment of honesty last night, just before bed, my six-year-old looked at me and casually asked “hey, mumma, have you been looking for that ‘How to Sabotage Your Kids 101′ book? Cuz, I may know where it is.” I think […]

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Ever feel like this when you’re flipping through a catalog?                               Please note: Most (all) of these pictures are owned by Pottery Barn.     Share

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In the wake of yet another article about the SAHM vs. Working Mom, (I wonder if this widespread insecurity will ever end?) I felt compelled to share my own personal experience. Until recently, and since my first child was four months old, I had worked full, full-time. Meaning that I had a full-time career that […]

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Tis’ the season for eleventy billion snow days. Sure, we’ll be in school until mid-July, but I love snow days. For the first hour. On the first snow day. The night before the first snowfall of the season: “Kids! We’re going to have so much fun on this glorious snow day! We’ll go sledding, build […]

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It’s the most wonderful stressful time of year and they’re at it again. They’ve been tinkering in their crafty craft rooms since that back-to-school bullshit and the bitches are back. And they’ve been busy. They’re all…     And I’m all…It’s five days until Christmas and I’m still decorating the tree and trying to figure out what […]

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1.) Broad. Call me a broad and watch what happens. Haven’t heard much about Andrew Dice Clay lately? That’s because he’s fertilizer. He called one too many woman a broad and she poked him in the eye with her stripper heel. That’s not true, but it should be. ‘Broad’ is like ‘chick’ only it makes […]

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I love Halloween. And not just because it’s my birthday. <–LIE.   When I was young, I loved having my birthday on Halloween. We would have parties with haunted house themes, costume contests, ghost stories and shit loads of candy. I loved it. I would agonize over my costume. Should I be an old lady (again) or a jar […]

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