Category: The Girl

The First Pancake

I had lunch with a friend yesterday. Now, before you go and start pegging me as a lady who lunches, I’ll just put it out there that I have done this roughly four times in my adult life. It’s partial anxiety, of course, that keeps me from reaching out to…

So You Can’t Even Tell

My life is a literal constant carousel of things my children want me to watch. “Just look at these meme,” the littlest one says. “Read this chart — those are my math grades. And this one. It shows how the Packers are going to make the playoffs,” the middlest one…

Juice Deprived

I may have mentioned once — read: four thousand times — that Emily is graduating high school in June. {YOU GUYS, EMILY IS GRADUATING HIGH SCHOOL HOLD ME} Because of this, many things are happening. Thing the first: I need to come to terms with the fact and I, in…