Things I have not been doing over the last few weeks

So, I’ve evidently been living under a rock for oh, say a month.  I thought the dog days of summer meant lazily sitting around, drinking a sweet tea and trying to avoid collecting too much dust.  For me, the dog days of summer are more like some kind of 1920s...

Keep calm and…

Hold onto your butts. Well, at least that’s what Jurassic Park prompts us to do.  The British prompt us to “Carry On.”  Every stupid meme on the internet wants us to do something: wear heels, love Daryl Dixon, eat more cheese.  Granted, I find all...

Yes and–evidently I need more sleep.

As a child, I routinely slept in until 11:00 in the morning.  It’s not that I stayed up late, I just liked me some sleep.  When I became a parent four years ago, this thing called sleep became like a Sasquatch: elusive.  Mysterious.  Rumored.  But never...