Tales of a Crazy Cat(less) Lady

I am very allergic to cats, and as a result have never really cared for them all that much. As a species, felines don’t really seem all that bent out of shape about it though. I guess the feeling is mutual. But there is a HUGE exception to this rule, and her name is Judy.

Entrepreneurial Schemes and Dollar Store Dreams

Growing up there was no greater bastion of fake grownup independence than The Dollar Store. Filled with bouncy balls, tiny figurines that would immediately be lost between the car seats, and 14,000 glitter stickers that could be all yours by plunking 100 cents on the counter, it was glorious. For us kids, getting the mini…

Norah Bean Casserole

My littlest person turned the big 1 this weekend so Glen and I are now the proud wranglers of two toddlers. It’s almost adorable how I thought everything was sticky a few months ago. Because now everything is really sticky, and “mine,” and lost forever. But I wouldn’t trade it for all of the non-sticky, non-mine, non-lost things…

Always Be Batman

“Jack, what do you want to be when you grow up?” “A firefighter, or a doctor.” “That’s awesome, buddy! What do you think Norah is going to be when she grows up?” (Thoughtful pause) “Batman.” That seems about right. Jack then proceeded to ask me what I wanted to be when I grew up. I…