When my children whisper it makes me nervous. They don't whisper cute little secrets to each other. If the Tagalongs start to whisper among themselves it means they are plotting. I have been accused, by well meaning people who've never seen my children in action, of being dramatic about my children's behavior. But until you … Continue reading My Life Among Pirates
Dear Readers, Last time I left you all I was a half, ok mostly, insane stay-at-home mom with dreams of becoming a writer. I was also living in a tiny apartment. These days, I go to work in a medical office, still dream of being a writer and I have upgraded to a town house. … Continue reading Ch-Ch-ChANGES!
Dear Readers, Ok Friends, I’m exhausted. My brain hurts and I just want to sleep for days. I’m sure anyone can relate to this. I suffer from frequent bursts of all consuming brain fog. The fog creates a writer’s block and I fall off the writing wagon. Bumps, bruises and tears ensue and it’s … Continue reading A Letter from H.Higgs
Ingredients: 1 Hot Mess Country 1 Drop of Hate 1 Drop of Love Directions: *Split the country into two groups. Don't worry about them being completely equal, they never will be, you'll just make yourself crazy. *Now put a drop of hate in one bowl and whisk it up into a nice froth. Hate does … Continue reading How to Make a Martyr
Friends, I couldn't figure out which word to pick for this week. I have been fluctuating between both Joy and Fear. I might be projecting but I feel like others have been feeling the same way. P.S. While scrolling through my instagram feed I saw a post by the Women's March that I love. The … Continue reading Word(s) of the Week: Jan 29
Dear Friends, How are you? This is my second draft of this letter. My first draft was tinged with a bit of snarky attitude. My excuse: I was hangry. No one likes a hangry mom. Right now I am listening to the mellifluous tones of my two youngest loves refusing to take a nap. They are, … Continue reading A Letter From H.Higgs