current events, feminism, housekeeping, politics, respect, Texas, truth

why your liberal neighbor is upset

Yesterday was a rough day. Just leaving my house made me feel exposed, raw, naked, vulnerable. I did not want to talk to anyone because I don't know who I can trust anymore. And if you think I felt that way because my political party didn't win the election, you aren't paying attention. Yes, I… Continue reading why your liberal neighbor is upset

allergies, cleaning, home, housekeeping, product review, walmart, work at home mom

This Vacuum Really Sucks {Dyson Light Ball Review}

**This is a review of the Dyson Light Ball Multi-Floor Bagless Upright Vacuum, currently sold exclusively at Walmart. The vacuum was provided to me for the purpose of my honest review.** How could I not make a suck pun when reviewing a vacuum cleaner? You do get that the title is a pun because vacuums are… Continue reading This Vacuum Really Sucks {Dyson Light Ball Review}

death, distractions, email, Facebook, housekeeping, houston, long live rock 'n' roll, old pop culture references, Texas

floods and prince and email. oh my.

I just thought I was having a rough week when the kids were unexpectedly home from school due to flooding last week. Little did I know Prince would die, thus ending a craptastic week craptastically. I'm not going to address all my Prince feelings in this post. He gets his own post. But I am… Continue reading floods and prince and email. oh my.

cars, children, current events, Freak Flag, hey look a squirrel, housekeeping, old pop culture references, silliness, truth

not feeling it

I'm not feeling 2016, y'all. I'm just not. And you can't make me so don't even try. Honestly 2015 was kind of a crappy year for me and I'm happy to be done with it. But 2016? What's that? It's like the future, man. Cars should be flying. Hoverboards should be hovering. My house should… Continue reading not feeling it

christmas, cleaning, December, gifts, holidays, housekeeping, silliness, suburbs

You didn’t ask, but here’s what you can get me for Christmas

Christmas is coming. The goose is not getting fat, but my kids’ Christmas Lists are bursting at the margins. Yet no one — not one person — has asked me for MY Christmas List. Perhaps I am an intimidating presence, what with my ability to carry two loads of laundry at once and all. I can… Continue reading You didn’t ask, but here’s what you can get me for Christmas