Here's yet another wacky list of things I've learned lately, and lord knows we all need a little something to laugh about.  Included this time is the realization that turning 29 again wasn't so bad after…

Yep, believe it or not, that's me ten years ago trying my damnedest not to give birth to my twins on my birthday.  Click over to my blog to see why:…

Who knew that one measly sock could have so much power??!!  Click over to my blog to see why a tiny little Hanes made my heart all aflutter:  "…

 Giving a big shout out to my uterus (rest in peace) for giving me the two best gifts ever NINE years ago today! Click over to my blog for more:  "Cheers to NINE…

Despite almost having to stop, drop & roll, my 40th birthday didn't end up sucking after all! Click over to my bloggy blog to find out why:  "Maybe 40 Won't Suck…

Know the great thing about getting older?  No?  Well, me neither!  There's certainly not a whole lot that I find entertaining about the wrinkles, the aches and pains, the eye baggage, the gray hairs, the sleeplessness, and worst of all, the damn hot flashes!  Seriously, is this the kind of thanks we get for shooting the future of America out of our uterus way back…

I'm sure you've all heard me repeatedly grunt about the fact that my son would forget his balls if they weren't already attached to his little body.  Well, the same could be said for my absentminded husband as well.  The man could seriously be reminded every other second to do something and STILL neglect to do it.  Bless his out-to-lunch heart, the dude damn near…

Eight years ago today, I was screaming my head off in a hospital room while trying to push out two oversized babies from my vagina.  Yes, today is the birthday of two of the most awesome kids I know.  And if you would've told me a decade ago that I'd be sitting here typing a blog post about being a mother to not one but TWO kids, I would've told you to go ahead and pop…

This past weekend was nothing short of wild and flippin' crazy. Cause when you have boy/girl twins, there inevitably comes a time when they decide to protest the joint birthday party idea. Last year was unfortunately that time for us. So once again this year, I busted my underpaid ass to plan back-to-back extravaganzas for each individual kid on the very same…