bad moms

I'm writing something different today. I've felt a bit of writer's block lately, but, as this is my space for whatever I want, I'm reviewing the movie Bad Moms. I'll preface it by noting I've heard only good reviews from other moms. It's the movie everyone (everymom?) ┬ácan universally agree on- it's funny and relatable.… Continue reading bad moms

the lost art of conversation

When I close my eyes and remember my childhood, and picture my mom, she's on the phone. My mom spent a great deal of her day gabbing on the phone. Having private conversations with her girlfriends, relatives, gossiping and laughing and pretty much lost in her own world. Thinking about it now, it was the… Continue reading the lost art of conversation