My first holiday with H and his family was one I’ll never forget. It was Thanksgiving 2001 and we traveled to Arizona to spend a few days. It’s where I learned that my spouses family is REALLY into games too. True, I had a taste of it on a ski trip we had taken a [...]
Our Deep, Dark and Dank Secret
Coffee Grinder- You Are My Secret Shame
It’s not Starbucks. It’s not the actual coffee maker. It’s not the even the lovely and glossy beans themselves per say. It is my coffee grinder. Oh sweet, grinder, that I cannot live without. Your black sleek design and single push button mechanism makes my day. Every day. When I paid the bargain price of [...]
A Bit of a Bikini Rant
Strawberry Shortcake – The Nudist
As a kid, I grew up in the Ocean State. Ah, lil’ Rhody with it’s four hundred miles of beaches. Bet you didn’t know that the smallest state in the country could boast so much coastline. We certainly had our pick of the beaches and of all those sandy strips my parents often chose the [...]
Overheards
Scene: Our kitchen last night. H & I are cleaning up from dinner. Me: Ugh… I don’t know what is wrong with me. It’s maddening. I hit this wall at this time every night (6:14-19 p.m. I swear it is that accurate) and I just feel so awful no matter what I do. H: mumbling [...]
Oh Just a Tad Nervous
I’m a wee bit nervous today. OK, maybe more like A LOT nervous. Today is the day we get to hear this bean’s heartbeat for the first time and this day always fills me with some fear. I get all excited when we first make the appointment but as the day draws closer I find [...]
What is Pink and Squishy and Family-Friendly? BARBAPAPA!

Sure you have your Cabbage Patch Kids, The Golden Books, your Strawberry Shortcake, throw in some Winnie the Pooh or Where the Wild Things Are and you have yourself many childhood favorites. All things many of us look back on with happy nostalgia. However, it was while I was visiting Paris during my pregnancy that [...]
How The Washington Post Peed in My Coffee
There I was, sitting at the kitchen table, not fully awake but trying to read the Sunday paper before all two year old hell broke loose in my house and sipping some coffee when I saw it. By it, I mean, the front page article in The Washington Post’s Outlook section, ‘We Scream, We Swoon, [...]
























