Post-pandemic Tia (is it safe to say 'post' yet?) has been surprising me quite a bit. I don't know if it's because I've mentally aged ten years in the past two and a half, having had to deal with the pandemic and all its effects on, not only my mental health but also those of... Continue Reading →
Time has a sneaky way of creeping up on you. Just five years ago, on a sunny Mother's Day, I took to the internet to vent on how neglected, unappreciated and angered I felt and posted my very first TMTA blog post. It was either that or commit murder.Skip ahead to 2022, and not much... Continue Reading →
And so it begins…
I lost my phone the other day. Guess where I found it.
Love at its purest
Smack dab in another insomnia period. So this morning, I wake up around 1 am and immediately know, I'm not going to fall back asleep any time soon. So I go online to do some shopping for when in-person meetings start back. This is my attempt to postpone the inevitable, which is to face the... Continue Reading →
Husbands say the darndest things
When your husband compares his tummy issues to childbirth ...
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Custom card design
If your Fairy Mother-in-Law would grant you one wish, what would you wish for?
The fight I wished would never end
Recently, my husband threw a silent tantrum for a week. It was bliss❣
Conversations with my brain…at 3 AM
Brain:...O.k., next up, I just want to, once again, draw your attention to the four baskets of laundry waiting to be folded.
Me: Yeah, I saw them. My eyes work just fine. I choose to ignore them for the time being.
Photo blog #9 – Baby got your tongue
Dangerous games😅 *If you enjoyed this post, check out more photo blogs here.*
The Gammy GummGumms Saga: Nursery Rhyme Rewrites
Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall-Humpty Dumpty had a great fall-'Cause I pushed him!-He had it coming!
Sugar and spice
"Lisa Mae, I need you to run over to Miss Davis' house and ask her to borrow a bowl of sugar."
"Did you mean a cup momma?"
"If I wanted a cup of sugar, I'd be asking for a cup. No, a bowl, a bowl of sugar child, pay attention, I am in no mood.
Photo blog #1 – Mamarazzi
They say a picture is worth 1000 words, so call this a lazy blogpost substitute. *If you enjoyed this post, check out more photo blogs here.*
Every once in a while, my brother brings me a dish of whatever mouth-watering concoction he's produced. My husband, for reasons unbeknownst to me, sees this as a challenge, and he goes above and beyond to make the next meal he prepares (more often than not a variation of my brother's dish) extra scrumptious. How do I know, you ask? Because for the duration of the meal, and sometimes the day after (if there are any leftovers) he repeatedly asks whether I'm enjoying the meal and how it compares to my brother's. Not once, not twice, but sometimes as much as five times.
Not Daddy’s Little Girl
Dads. Can't live with them, can't live without them...getting on your nerves.
Would you rather…
Husband: Would you rather be a widow or divo...Me: Widow!Husband: You're not even gonna take a minute to think about...Me: Nope...Husband: Should I be worriedMe: YepTil death do us part. Cause of was never specified. Just kidding🙃 *If you enjoyed this post, check out more of my fiction here.
Photo blog #15: if you have tp to spare…
In preparation of the Great Toilet Paper War...