Our Lady of Perpetual Depression

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Tis the season I become obsessed with weather apps

This isn’t another post about farming or agriculture, and I don’t think this will elicit as much hate mail as I got for wanting to get pigs out of confinement. But who knows. I have a knack for pissing people right the fuck off including…

September 27, 2017

“Just like the caribou require the wolf”

Yesterday I began telling you the story of John Arbuckle, a 9th generation farmer who runs a farm with his wife in Missouri—he and his network of pasture-raised famers only produce sausage for ButcherBox at this point—and the response has been phenomenal. I will admit…

September 21, 2017

Has this former vegan lost her mind?

Back at the beginning of June I “came clean” and admitted that I have added meat back into my diet. Not a lot of meat, but enough to overcome some vitamin deficiencies and crippling depression that stemmed from a state of hunger I’m not even…

September 20, 2017

Another delivery from my sister wife who knows how to shop

Last week the FabFitFun Fall subscription box arrived and when I opened it I thought I was playing a game of How Many Clowns Can You Fit Into A Volkswagen Beetle. It was like I was pulling rabbit after rabbit after rabbit out of a…

September 18, 2017

Is it still called mommy blogging if the kid isn’t a baby?

I am about to attempt a blog post on a mommy blog about a middle school-aged kid without embarrassing that middle school-aged kid, so here is where you need to remind me to stop before I get to the part about the hemorrhoid cream. Wait….

September 12, 2017

Hurricane Harvey relief with a bonus photo of my father

School and piano lessons and third grade vocabulary tests are in full swing over here, and when you couple all that with several personal, gut-wrenching circumstances that I won’t go into on this website blog thing you get that awful woman on the Internet playing…

September 8, 2017

Books People Send Me, Installment Five

In this week’s edition of Reasons I Shouldn’t Have Been Allowed to Breed I’m not even going to get to the part where I let my older child stay in her pajamas for 36 hours and eat chocolate pop tarts for dinner. Because fuck it,…

September 5, 2017

We all know that feeling, and how lucky we are to have it

Because I am a bit tight on space in this new place I routinely have to take the recyclables out to the bin in the driveway the minute we go through them. There just isn’t a corner or cabinet for a recycling container inside the…

August 29, 2017

“Living in the space between the beauty and the pain”

Last night I was making the girls dinner (reheating MEAT-sauce spaghetti that they love and I emphasize MEAT here like I would CHOCOLATE PORN because if my kids will eat anything, my god I will feed it to them) while listening to my August playlist….

August 24, 2017

Things Eun-Seo Finds Interesting, Installment One

Here is what Eun-Seo sent me a few weeks ago when I was in Paris with a little bit of my own commentary thrown in. And as for the title of this post and those going forward, what? That’s exactly what this is. If you…

August 21, 2017

A dose of Generation Z

This past February both girls participated in a piano recital with all of the other kids who take lessons from their teacher. It’s a practice run for everyone before playing two solo pieces in front of very calculating judges a few days later—a way for…

August 17, 2017

The view from inside the bubble

Last week I had to drive to Leta’s middle school with physical proof that I had paid all her fees online so that I could pick up her class schedule. This kind of shit annoys me to no end about the idiotic and asinine red…

August 15, 2017