Category: Adulting & Family Life
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I Don’t Parent by Committee—Or Shave Other People’s Legs
For the past few years, my husband has bought me sarcastic t-shirts. I have one that says, “Ew, People.” Another reads, “B*tch, I will put you in a trunk and pretend to look for you. Stop playing with me.” And my personal favorite: “Piss me off and I’ll slap you so hard even Google won’t be able to find you.”…
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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…
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Confessions from an Adultier Adult
Happy Monday!I hope this finds everyone happy and healthy. A few months ago, I turned 50. It’s a strange thing. I know I’m 50—my kids are both in their 20s, so clearly I’ve been around for a while. I can see the signs of getting older. And yet, my brain often thinks I’m still 30.…
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Excuse me, I need to marinate my eyeballs
Weird things happen. That’s the story of my life.Weird things always happen to me. I’m a 1 percenter—not the elite, super rich kind. I mean the if there’s a 1% chance of an allergic reaction, it’s probably going to happen to me kind. It’s not always a bad thing, though.Sometimes 1% of people get a weird bonus…
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Welcome to Brain Fog & Brilliance!!
I’ve often thought about starting a blog, but I never actually did it. Well, today’s the day—I’m finally doing it! So welcome to Brain Fog & Brilliance. I can’t tell you what this blog will be about, because honestly, I have no idea. The only thing I can promise is that it will always be honest.…