I live in St. Louis. I may not have been born and raised in this wonderful city, but it is and will always be my home, whether I reside h...

My kids complain a lot. Well, not more than most, just 99% more than I want to hear. Which is basically none. Most of the time, it ends u...

Our house is overrun with toys. I feel like at any minute the toys will start overflowing and Barbies and Legos will start pouring out o...

My kids love the shit out of me right now. They think I am thebomb.com. They think I am the smartest, prettiest, funniest person they have e...

So as you may have gathered by reading my blog, following me on social media or, god forbid, knowing me in person, I am about as fancy and h...

Because, well...yes. Just so much yes. You're welcome. If you share this post, I will buy you a pony. I suck at Twitter . I am O...

You guys, I did it. I know this story is going to become an urban legend, but I swear to God it is true. It happened to me. Not a f...

I’ve written about friendship before. About how to be a good friend.  One of the main ways I stay in touch with my friends nowadays is...