I made the regretful choice to look up the trending gifts for Mom. I have a question for the people writing these lists and articles. Do you have mothers? Are you moms? Do you know any mothers? Have you actively spoken to a human who has birthed a child? Because your writing comes off like someone who has observed mothers in their natural habitats but you never actually interacted with them.
With the holidays approaching quickly, I'm sure you're aware that it's time to start crossing things off that gift giving list you've been compiling all year. Or maybe you're a train wreck like me and you've been entirely disregarding your holiday shopping list for the previous eleven months only to tackle it in a two week period. (Same — no judgment. Well, lots of judgement from the delivery people. And my husband. Primenesia got me bad this year.) In any case, thoughtful gift-giving is a fantastic way to show someone you care. Let me offer you a few gift ideas for book lovers if you have a bookish person in your life.
We're getting close to it's almost too late. And it was brought to my attention that not everyone wants books or book themed gifts. I told my husband that I understood those words but not in that order.
Well, the time has come. December is tomorrow. Meaning Christmas is right around the corner. And if you're like me (you're here, so I'd have to say probably) you want to make the most of the season. But bills and gifts have your memory making money all tied up right now. No fear. I have some ideas. Twenty four to be precise.
Back in October, I introduced everyone to Thrillpocalypse. A fun take on Whamageddon. Wait. What? You don't know what Whamageddon is? Hold my coffee. I'm going introduce you to Whamageddon and it's new eviler cousin.
It's beginning to cost a lot like Christmas. And when you have four kids - three teen girls - that can put a dent in your bank account. But it doesn't have to. The best suggestion I will make is to set a budget. Now, I know you love your offspring. But they are not... Continue Reading →
Every year since I was twelve, my best friend, Anna, suckered me and our friend, Jodi, into coming to her house the day after Thanksgiving. After high school we added my friend, Gerry, to the mix. This was not your average get together. We weren't Black Friday shopping. We weren't watching movies. We weren't calling... Continue Reading →