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It was the summer of 2004. I was headed off to college, freaked out about date rape and frat boys, when I found myself on a bus full of dancers and cheerleaders on our way to camp to represent Wright State University. It was happening. I was a college freshman a total fish out of…

Bubbles. The alpha of all summer activities in our world.  It’s an Indian Summer, Native American summer? Is that even a thing? here for sure. Hot hot heat and  unbearable humidity. Well hello, Ohio…you’ve surely skipped spring. Fortunately  the heat and the small children give me a free pass to frolic in the hose like an overgrown hillbilly in…

After church yesterday, we were driving on the official Cincinnati Festival hunt (Catholic Church festivals are legit around these parts, perfect fun for a small budget) and as we were waiting at a stop light, an interesting looking couple holding hands (and looking very much in love for that matter) crossed in front of our…

Those are straight up happiness spiddles. Try not to melt.  Ohio weather has really been courting us hard this late spring. Diving in for that first smooch, holding the door open, the whole nine yards. And although this unseasonable warmth  is  putting a damper on my razor budget since we’re starting this whole summer thing…

Popcorn and buddies, need I say more?

Becoming a work from home blogger is a hustle, and I haven’t even been down in the deepest trenches yet. I still have so much to learn, I still need to be the proverbial “freshman” and work my way up the ranks. I need to learn from everyone who has taken their precious time to mentor…

It’s no secret. Instagram is my most favorite form of social media. Sorry blog, I love you lots, but there is nothing like the warm and fuzzies you get from looking at Filtered photos of other people’s kids and lives. You just can’t beat Instagram. But the biggest faux pas you can make on Instagram,…

We are officially in the photo boycotting phase with Theo. Luckily, we have this obligatory Mother’s Day picture to document such a monumental phase. Man oh man. This Mother’s Day sure did me in. No seriously, I caught this epic cold and have been suffering like a Kleenex commercial ever since (except for the whole sneezing…

Please refrain from singing the rest of the lyric “just killed a man” (from Bohemian Rhapsody) because I had to as I was typing this in a coffee shop, with my big glasses looking like a cross between Mr. Magoo and Maxine from the “hey your old” section of greeting cards.  Ladies are supposed to…

I know that  this title sounds like sobriety reference, and while sobriety is a major deal, there’s a reason that the word clean is almost always synonymous with hard work and unfortunatly… failure. In terms of my house, Staying clean is impossible for me. I literally hop onto the dirty wagon and ride it until socially…