Kristina takes Dublin, her unruly dog, to the vet for his shot, only to get more than she bargained for—a stranger asking if she’s single. What followed was a spiral of awkwardness, self-reflection, and gratitude for the marriage she has, even if Vince sniffs his laundry before wearing it and starts a dozen projects he never finishes. With sharp wit, she explores the absurdity of midlife dating, why her empty ring finger gave the wrong signal, and the deep comfort of a decades-long relationship.

When your teen’s back-to-school prep screams “rich sorority girl energy,” you just nod, sip your coffee, and call her your basic girl.

Recounting how my daughter’s 14th birthday went from pancakes to inappropriate in the matter of minutes.

A funny, unfiltered mom blog post on the inconvenient truth of potty training toddlers. Real stories, real laughs, and way too much poop talk.

A reminder that sometimes with bed-wetting kids, all you can do is laugh (after you change the sheets).

Reflecting on how the feminist movement, while empowering in many ways, also made it harder for women who didn’t want to “have it all.” What about the moms who just want to be moms?

This raw, vulnerable post examines the painful irony of trying to protect our kids from screen time dangers while they silently fear the physical ones we can’t shield them from.

When your preschooler asks why her sister can’t sleep with her boyfriend, and you’re not ready for any of it. Welcome to parenting with an age gap.

Good Friday is literally the antithesis to Black Friday. A day of fasting and penance to reflect on the day Jesus was crucified, and my child thought it was a day to score some sweet sales.

Recounting my first trivia night experience.