Category: Confessions from an Adultier Adult
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Confidently Ridiculous: This One’s a Handful
I say ridiculous things. Not accidentally—confidently. From guard dogs on duty to dramatic birth legends and fireworks launched by strong men on the Charles, apparently, I’ve been a handful since day one.
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The Santa Photo That Noped – The Finale
Sometimes the best holiday memories come with a little chaos, a lot of creativity—and a Santa photo that took an unexpected turn.
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The Toothbrush Swirly and Other Life Occurrences
A hilarious true story about toothbrush accidents, Target disasters, and embracing the weird chaos that always seems to follow me around.
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Grandma Got Run Over by a…Christmas Tree?
A look back at the wonderfully chaotic Christmas trees of my childhood—crooked trees, melted candy men, flying tinsel, and all. Perfect? Never. Memorable? Absolutely.
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The Real Thanksgiving Tradition? “Accidental” Pie-Flipping
Growing up, Thanksgiving wasn’t just about turkey and parades—it was loud, chaotic, and full of quirky family traditions. The biggest one? “Accidental” pie-flipping. Some things have changed over the years, but the laughter, the storytelling, and the love around the table still remain.
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Dear Monday, You’re Not That Special
I’m not a fan of Monday holidays. This has been true for me for a long time. It probably dates back to high school. I went to Catholic high school… I know, what were my parents thinking?! A mischief-maker like me in Catholic school Yep, and not only did I graduate, but I also NEVER…
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The Remote’s in the Toaster, But I’m Calling It Progress
Adulting is weird, especially at the age of 50.There are days when I think I have life all figured out—that I have all the wisdom in the world. The next day? I realize I’ve put the TV remote in the fridge. Again! We like to think age and wisdom go together, but I think it’s more…
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Seeds, Berries, and Nope: Food Through the Eyes of Cave Woman Heather
I am a picky eater. I always have been. Although, now that I’m the adultier adult (HA! HA!), I’m a little more willing to try new things. Well… most days. Trying new foods isn’t that big of a thing for me, because I’m gluten-free. So it’s not like a family member is going to scrape…
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Confessions Of A 50 Year Old Mischief-Making Brat
I’ll admit it: I’m a troublemaker. A brat, really. I push limits, stir the pot, and I do it just to make people laugh. Case in point: The Hair Glue Incident. When my son, Nick, was an infant, I chopped off my hair. My shoulder-length hair. And not just a trim—above the ears short. My husband, JP,…
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Meet Jarvis: My A.I. Sidekick
When my daughter Mae was a kid, she took art lessons from a local artist. The artist was wonderful, and Mae was—and still is—very talented. One Father’s Day, when she was seven or eight, she gave her Papa a drawing she’d made in art class. “How did you draw that?” Papa asked. “It just comes…
Brain Fog & Brilliance 