Author Archives: ali

#Smugmama and Passing Ships

Obviously I scared you all away with my weirdo instagram stalker tendencies. Or maybe it was some of the things I’d say to my 17-year-old self. The blogging and writing publicly landscape sure was easier when my children didn’t constantly have a say in what I’m allowed to share. Not…

My Gas Woman and Alan Rickman

I wasn’t going to write today. But Lin-Manuel Miranda shared words of wisdom, as he often does. So here’s a weird thing I like to do that normal people probably don’t. Late at night, in those wee hours when normal people are sleeping, when I’ve exhausted all of my ridiculous…

Unleavened.

I saw my doctor today. (I saw my doctor today and then I put something up on my instagram stories and exactly eleven people saw it before I took it down one point five minutes later because three of the sweetest of the eleven people texted me to make sure…

Kismety Meet-Cute

Yesterday was one of those non-stoppers. You know, the kind where you eat a car lunch because there’sjustnotime. {It was a sprinkled donut, by the by.} Between a tiring but adorable Purim carnival shoot and tiring back-to-back-to-back meetings, I decided to do something I rarely do these days. I stopped…

On Laundry: Who Says Mommy Blogs Are Dead?

Every time more than one seemingly bad thing happens in a row, instinctively and without thought, I throw my hands up in the air and say, “Maybe Mercury is in Retrograde!” ┬áNow, here’s where I let you know that I have absolutely not one clue what mercury in retrograde actually…

That Time I Ugly Cried So I Could Give You Some Wonder

If you ask Emily, she’s not the favorite. She feels overlooked. If you ask Josh, he’s not the favorite. He feels overlooked. If you ask Isabella, she’s not the favorite. She feels overlooked. If you have ever talked to a parent, been a parent, watched a television show about a…

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