An Ode to the Old Diva Who Called Out My Kid

My little trouble maker For the older woman who called out my kid as I waited patiently for my phone to get fixed: “I wish that kid would shut up” she said. As he yelled happily and sporadically ran. “I wish you would remember what it is like to have a child who is two.”…

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Happy, Happy, Happy

I’m knee deep in kid’s toys and clothes. No, I do not work in the stockroom at Walmart. I am in my garage, which is currently too full to house my tiny Ford Focus due to all the decluttering efforts. What started as a cleanup to put our house on the market led to a…

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Turn Down for What?

Before my gym instructors cringe at the appearance of my guzzling down toxic liquid gold again, let me inform the public that this posting is NOT to address my caffeine addiction (though an intervention is most likely needed). Instead, the title (along with the photo) is a pun for the notion of being yourself and…

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A New Respect for All Moms

It was barely lunchtime on a weekday. Dressed in workout clothes with no makeup and my 15-month old in his car seat, my friend and I pulled up to the new “women’s food” restaurant in town (as my husband sarcastically called it) after our workout class. Not until we had sat down with plates of…

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The House that Built Me

My husband and I have talked about moving closer to the country for a few years now. We love the Tuscaloosa area, but having both grown up with big open fields, along with horses and 4-wheelers to explore that territory, we miss having more land than a point-something acre inside a privacy fence. Though we…

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20 Signs You Live with a Toddler

I am a naturally observant person and have recently noticed a few similarities between myself and other women who live with toddlers. If you live with a toddler, or ever have before, I’m sure you will find yourself agreeing to some (if not all) of these traits. Maybe this listing will give you a brief…

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Hold On

We’ve all had those days when it seems like things t-a-k-e . . . f-o-r-e-v-e-r! I was at my grandmother’s office last week working on her computer, which took about 30 minutes to load a program it said “may take 15 minutes” to load. Not to mention the fact that we later had to go…

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