Remember Them
I come from a military family. I grew up on air force bases, and we moved a lot. Fourteen or fifteen different schools before college. My father was military, two brothers are in the air force, and I...
View ArticleGrace The Fifth
Can you tell I’ve been in a blog blah slump-y thing lately? Yeah. I have been home almost all day, every day, working. Tired. Uninspired. I still have stories to tell, but I can’t seem to string them...
View ArticleDirty T Shirt
When Dances with Shrapnel was in his teens, I foolishly asked him what he wanted for his birthday. His only wish? A dirty T-Shirt. I procured a T-shirt that totally cracked me up. It said: “Fuck you...
View ArticleHow I Got Pregnant
I know you’re thinking the usual way, and you would be partly right. As soon as the wedding cleanup was done with, my first husband and I immediately began to receive pressure from his parents to make...
View ArticleStealth Parenting
Has anyone ever used the stealth method of parenting? Dances With Shrapnel still holds this one against me: witchypoo: Time for bed. DWS: But I’m not tired. witchypoo: It’s DARK out. (It was winter,...
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