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It happened again. I tucked everyone in, pushed the laundry, did the dishes, washed my face and sat down to play Wordle and check Tik Tok. Bam, suddenly it’s midnight. But I didn’t reframe that shadow box with the concert tickets and photos from last summer, I still wanted to wrap my brothers birthday gift…
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Let me start with who the heck let’s their preschool age child put stickers on their car window? Like real stickers. Puffy Troll stickers, Batman, Spider-Man and even the ones from the doctor’s office. Liam’s Mom does. That’s who. I mean she doesn’t drive a Lexus but she drives a pretty nice Honda. I think…
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Twice this week I mentioned to someone that I was planning on wearing a dress with my Manolo Blahniks (my only pair) to a wedding. And twice I was returned with “who?” Who? Now child. how can you not know who Manolo Blahnik is? I am either starting to show my age or starting to…
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No matter how hard I try, I am always the last to bed. First to get up. Last to bed. Everyone is snoring soundly in their comfy beds, mouths open, drooling by the time I get upstairs to put my feet up and lay my head on my pillow. I can lay in my bed…
Always the Last to Bed 