As a small child, I was incredibly scared of wrinkles. Yes, wrinkles. Not the dark, not the boogie monster. WRINKLES. Later in life, I did develop a fear of some “normal” things like snakes, spiders, rats and generally anything that slithers. But at the ripe old age of 5, my biggest fear was wrinkles. HowContinue reading “Lucky Wrinkles”
Rule-Breaker or People-Pleaser…which one are you?
If you have not yet read part one of the thrilling saga of me and my Irish twin, back your ass up and click here to read the post. Two reasons… 1.) This information is imperative to understand what happens next 2.) I said so (I am a mom…these three words are like second natureContinue reading “Growing Up “Irish Twin” Part Two*”
I am lucky to have survived childhood with an accomplice, a partner in crime. She’s my sister, my Irish twin. It was not always fun or even nice to have this Irish twin. At times, I would have gladly smothered her with a pillow or at the very least led her out into the fieldsContinue reading “Growing Up “Irish Twin” Part One*”