There’s a rumor floating around that the English language was created specifically to confuse and frustrate innocent people and cause unnecessary stress every time a complex sentence is in need of construction. …

I keep reading all these posts about lazy people and people who don’t want to get off their asses, so I thought a response might serve as a nice pick-me-up and a bit of inspiration to those of us who are really trying — but also fighting debilitating pain conditions…

When the temperature outside soars past 100 degrees, there are drastic changes in the personalities and behaviors of just about everyone around you. It doesn’t matter whether you’re at home or in public, people completely lose their shit when they can’t escape the heat. I get it. I’m a frozen…

This might be a blog…or the beginning of an entire story. Tepid and tender go together about as well as oil and water. For kids who grew up with tepid parents, warm childhood memories are like unicorns. …

On a hazy, 114-degree Friday afternoon — while hiding away in the house with blinds pulled and fans blowing on full-blast — one can still experience so much of life and learn a few lessons along the way. Here’s what I learned today: 1. A perfect Friday afternoon can be…

I’ve recently discovered that you can tell a whole lot about a person — and a family — simply by reaching your hand down into the side of their sofa and rooting around for treasure. …

My dog isn’t a Mensa dog, but he knows a few very important things — 3 things to be exact. Dudley (aka Dumbley when he runs into walls or forgets how to escape from underneath a pillow, Muffin when he’s rolled into a nice, fluffy “pit ball,” and Hunky Monkey…

3 Totally (Not) Legit Reasons My Kid Flunked Geometry Please note these are NOT legitimate reasons for failing geometry (or any class), so this is me throwing the bullshit flag on my teenager. Yeah, I know, my kid is 15 and like totally cool, but here’s the thing: Ain’t no…

Today was about post-vacay recovery more than anything, so there was a lot of brain fog to burn off. Here’s what crossed my mind in the middle of unpacking mountains of dirty, wrinkly beach-worn clothes: There’s a whole lot more “sweet” to “home sweet home” after being gone for a…