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1-17-2021

This isn’t some Sad Girl blog... Okay, maybe a little. But, like, some things are just sad right now. When I think about things overall, like- My green grapes being shitty because I couldn’t taste them prior to buying (I am turning into my mother), or how I’m having a...

1-11-2021

2020 haunted me in ways I didn't know were possible. There was the obvious- A poorly handled pandemic. The one I watched unfurl over my shoulder, as I was privledged enough to shelter myself and my family from the majority of the reality. There was my growing belly,...

1-4-2021

 I don’t know what love is. Oh, for crying out loud, quiet down. Of course I know what love is. I know what hearing “Momma” sounds like. I know how I feel when I trace the eyebrows of my babies as they fall asleep. I know the feeling of a transformative meal. I know...

12-25-2020

12-25-2020

Disassociating is my toxic trait. A coping and survival mechanism I adapted as a child, became my go-to Emotion Weapon later on. It aids in the avoidance of feelings of hurt and betrayal, which can be good, but it also makes it challenging for me to maintain...

12-18-2020

I haven’t cooked anything worth noting for a week- Until today. I sustain off taste-tests from work, bagged salad (yes, still), and half-drank cups of coffee that I only seem to get one or two hot sips from, despite it being housed inside of a Yeti. And shit sucks. I...

12-11-2020

Tell me your Funny Not Funny moments? I’ll go first. I need to move out. I need to apply for temporary assistance so that I can move out and find my footing and run a business that is quite literally a newborn, and not tank everything. You know? I need to apply for...

12-02-2020

Okay, so cohabitating and coparenting while being separated isn’t working. It feels like walking on a tightrope. It’s okay and helpful and forging ahead when it’s going decent. But it’s also tears and arguing and tightrope walking and reminds me of why we are...

11-27-2020

I spent the Thanksgiving holiday inside a hotel room. I dropped my kids off with their dad in a specialty food store parking lot. Scarlett had scraped her knee getting into my car that morning, the blood beginning to drip down her leg as I buckled her car seat. I...

11-20-2020

So, I’ve started a cottage bakery. It wasn’t supposed to be this way, or at this time, but- I am the owner of a cottage bakery, The Flour Garden. The one grand thing from the pandemic, is that I was privileged enough to be home, growing a baby, chasing a big one. And...

11-06-2020

My therapist asks me, What if you two could cohabitate and coparent together, but still remain separated? What if?  Could he keep his emotions out of it? Would I be able to go Full Roommate Mode, not questioning his choices or getting too worked up when he doesn’t...

10-30-2020

It happened.I am THAT mom.I mean, we are Those Parents, but let’s face it, everyone, myself included, is looking at me like...You dropped the ball.Because I did. I sent my child, my smart, wildly funny, hungry-for-Halloween, dresser-upper-extraordinaire, to school...

10-23-2020

I met with a potential roommate. A single mother of two kids, similar in age as mine. My pulse quickens at the idea. This might actually work. Her home was beautiful. It had big windows and a big island where I tried to envision myself rolling out dough. But it isn’t...

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