My reflection on having a child that the doctors/parenting books always write about. Who knew these unicorns actually existed?!

I didn’t just spend eons recording my own voice to be told I sound like I’m reading Goodnight, Moon… but here we are.

October’s Quiz brings a win for Vince with a questionable prize request.

Me over here still trying to inspire my family with quotes. So far, I’m mostly failing.

How I’m navigating the emotional debris of Hurricane Milton, from anxiety to unexpected moments of normalcy amidst the mess.

Prepping for Hurricane Milton turns into a memorable experience that involves public displays of married arguments and temporary blindness.

After all these years with Vince, I’ve come to accept most of his quirks—except his daily ritual of starving himself to the point of hangriness. Seriously, the man acts like food doesn’t exist until he’s seconds away from a meltdown. In this post, I break down his Gremlins-level transformation from sweet husband to raging beast—all because he skipped lunch again. Spoiler: it only takes one sandwich to turn him back into a lovable human. But until then… duck and cover folks!

Scarlett and I both got served up with some TMI to the ears on an early car ride to school.

My husband has a super power in that he can make anything about sex. Even butter.

The hilarious struggle of watching my husband suppress his anger.