In the Land of Quarantine, I have been run out of ever room of the house. A walk-in closet is all I have left.
And also, should I start wearing pants?
I’m so ready for my entire dirty family to go back into the world and to leave mine in peace.
I don’t carry cash anymore, but my daughter does. And now she wants me to pay up.
At Dad’s Kitchen, we pride ourselves in you not eating anything that we make. Ever.
Should we wear pants today?
I cannot find my slippers or my sense of security.
I am thankful for my husky pants.
Is this new math or just the system trying to break me?
Things sometimes have more value than what a dollar sign says it does.
Our daughters learning about their body autonomy often begins with a simple question.
An absurd year requires absurd solutions. That’s my motto.
Use a nitrogen based fertilizer to keep the undead in the ground.
Things got out of hand there for a bit, but I feel much better now.
Sometimes, they need to make their own rules and push back on authority.
I am an IT consultant, a mathematician, a writing instructor, and an elementary student motivator. I run from the one fire to the next.