“I don’t love my baby”, she said to me nonchalantly and with such a straight face that I laughed because I thought she was joking. Still laughing, I asked, “You’re joking, right?” and then I saw it in her eyes, glassy from tears she wouldn’t let fall, and my smile quickly faded. Sitting across from my friend with her days old newborn baby girl, I knew she was suffering from something either of us had barely understood; postpartum depression. READ MORE
My daughter turned four last week but has been speaking like a thirty-five year old since she was two. She is full of ‘IT’, whatever ‘it’ is, and she knows it.
She walked pretty early, she talked very early, and she rolled over early. The only thing she didn’t do early was potty train, and that was mostly because I was unmotivated and not averse to changing poop diapers. Anything she does pretty much makes her brother look like an uncoordinated, giggling potato, because she is an advanced know-it-all, and he is, well, kind of a potato. READ MORE
This is the perfect hearty grilled cheese. Like many great sandwiches, it takes time to prepare but the result is incredible. As autumn sets in, and the days become shorter and cooler, there is nothing quite as comforting as digging...Read More
Disneyland is all kinds of fun… until a giant unapologetic dog breaks your phone after trying to take a selfie. READ MORE
I’m a bit of an eater. Okay, maybe that’s an understatement. It’s like saying Tiger Woods dabbles in golf, or that Kayne West is only a slight douchebag.
This girl loves to eat and doesn’t like anything to stand in the way of her and any sort of dipping sauce.
So when I went to lunch with my friend Scissorhands (not her real name) and her mom, I was there for the company, but I was also there for the food!
I arrived and we began chit chatting and catching up, all the while pretending as if I was interested in our conversation and not the appetizers at the table next to. (Would it kill them to offer their neighbor a bite of their dip?) READ MORE