I'm a 40-year-old soccer mom to two little girls desperately seeking sanity and hiding from the Barbie Pop-Tarts. I work as an editor and social media coordinator in business publishing. My husband, a former beach bartender, founded MouseCalls Computer Services here in Nashville. We have two mutts, one fish, and too much laundry. Estrogen and wine flow freely at our house.
Our Mutts
Gentleman Jack
Dear Jack:
Nine years ago you entered our home, our condo to be precise. This was the pre-kids era…back when we had relatively quiet Friday nights with no shrieking girls serenading us on the karaoke machine. Back when I still slept in on Saturdays and leisurely read the newspaper on Sundays.
You’ve brought so much into our [...]
Our Golden Girl
For the first time I can ever recall our dog Bailey needs help getting up on our couch.
Excuse me, I mean her couch.
Normally at night she retired to the old burgundy couch downstairs but the last two nights I have found her in the hallway outside our bedroom, curled up on the hardwood floor against [...]
Snoring Kids, Freaked Out Dogs, And Shots All Around
Last night I planned on going to bed early, which for me is before 10 o’clock. I curled up in bed at 9:30 with a book and made it just a few pages without falling asleep. Ahhh bliss. I should have known I’d set myself up for a good night’s sleep FAIL.
At some point right [...]
The Best Type Of Puppy…
is the type that you can hand right back to your dad and say, “Oh how cute!”
Especially when he talks about how lonely she gets at 1 a.m. and cries and cries.
We have enough 1 a.m. pleas and musical bed shenanigans for mama as it is, thank you very much. I woke up this morning [...]
Happy Happy, Joy Joy, Drool Drool
Someone was very happy to see us yesterday after spending a week in my brother’s backyard and garage while we were in Destin. Old Bailey girl was happy, too, but she preferred to play it cool and nonchalantly gaze out the back window. Jack, however, did not hide hold back the emotions.
Or drool.
We need a [...]
Quote Of The Day, Picture Of The Week
At approximately 6:27 a.m. Miss A woke up, called out “Mommmmmmmmmmy” and headed straight for the couch. Being the good mother I am, I brought her a pillow from her bed and covered her with a small quilt so I could possibly bribe her with letting me sleep 30 more minutes. I tucked the [...]









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