I’m having a rare, not-so-deep-in-thought day. Usually my waking hours are interspersed with deep musings on why people are the way they are and what makes them tick.…
There are loads of things I'd probably change about myself if given half a chance. Longer, fuller hair...a quieter voice...lose the wrinkles. I don't think I'm alone,…
If you’re a devoted “A Christmas Story” watcher during the holiday season, you probably already know where I’m going with today’s confession. If you haven’t figured it out…
Today I’m latching another bit of contrition to the mommy confession train. Monday I confessed my frozen dinner sins and learned I am definitely not the only microwave happy…
There’s a sock revolution going on at my house. Actually, it’s more of a silent laundry boycott—a peaceful protest wherein I’m the only knowledgeable participant. It’s a genius strategy—one…
I’ve noticed there’s a kind of food hierarchy that’s developed in my household…and I’m mighty close to the bottom. I shop for groceries every Sunday. As with most households,…
I’m not a picture taker. I wish I was. Lots of my friends are good picture takers. They never forget their phone is a fully loaded camera/camcorder and will…
It’s a mental health day here at Chateau de Morgan! That’s right! I pried my hoarding fingers out from around one precious PTO day and am taking some critically…