Category Archives: High school years Graduation is less than a month away, and I’m sorting through a box full of old, random photos that date back to 2001, the year my daughter was born. As if that’s not enough to make me actually feel my heart pound outside of my body, her 18th birthday is this week. It’s like I […]  You guys. About this time every year I wonder why the hell May is my favorite month. It’s bonkers. I mean, all parents know it’s typically a hectic month, but holy hell it has kicked. my. ass. this year. Don’t worry, I’m still basking in my Rob Glowe, but I’m also still sprinting to outrun the […]  This week my younger daughter will turn 16, and I’m not entirely sure it’s hit me yet. I believe you’ve met my trusty sidekick Denial, whom I’ve been thick as thieves with since about 2013. Listen, I know it must sound tired and cliché and completely uninspired to yet again be lamenting the passing of time here on […]  Last week, right after taking the older daughter back to college and the resulting fallout (i.e., shoe-buying excursions) that occurred from that, the younger daughter began serving her time in the big house. High school. Ninth grade. Freshman year. As you might imagine, there was some wine consumed. And while my rising freshman had spent […]  I almost hesitated to write this post for fear of over-saturation on the subject. But then I remembered this was my blog, and remembered the very definition of the word blog, and was like, suck it! I’m over-saturating all over this shit. (BTW, I have no idea what that means and apologize for going all […]  This is how I’ve been living my life since September. Parents of current or former high school seniors will understand. While it’s true that I’ve spent the past two or three years (over)thinking this time in our lives, nothing I imagined could have prepared me for how fast it came flying at — and by […]  I’ve already been to college. Twice. It might surprise some of you to know that I actually have a Master’s Degree when to read most of my posts it appears that I’m nothing but a lazy, shallow TV watchin’, celebrity gossip lovin’, wine drinkin’ kind of a girl. Don’t get me wrong: I’m definitely all […] |
