It’s been a while since I’ve passive-aggressively heard from HomeWrecker on FaceBook, so I thought I’d finally gather up her greatest hits and have a go at her in my own passive-aggressive […]
No, HomeWrecker. My children are NOT your children. Not enough nope in the world.
What could be better than completing my 5 part mini-series with part 5? Making part 5 have three sub-parts for NO GOOD REASON. Well, there is a reason. My posts are so […]
I’m not a particularly uptight person when it comes to my children’s toys. Well, that’s sorta true. Ok, so that’s not even remotely true… I think it’s just because I’m always trying to round […]
I have a solution. I’m going to kill you.
After Honey left, I took the babies and a moving Pod filled with whatever would fit, and we drove back to my home state to live with my parents. Just 18 […]
For the dead letter office… It’s late. The clacking of a tree limb against the bedroom window would have woken you had you not already been awake. As you lie there, you […]
I wrote this poem around a month after Honey left. I have very mixed feelings about it. To me, it lies somewhere in the murky water between ‘Crappy 4th grade poetry contest 2nd […]
‘What’s going on here? I don’t understand, Honey. What…I mean…are you divorcing me or something?’ ‘Yes.’ Please return your seatbacks to their full upright position. We’ve just lost cabin pressure. My life […]
The day I learned my divorce was final, the babies had a Skype call with Honey. Once time was up, I asked my mom if she could take the kids out of the room for me. This […]