Essential Oils Stress Me Out…

Essential oils stress me out. I know that totally defeats their purpose, but they do. It’s like I need an essential oil to destress me so I can actually shop for the damn things. New things overwhelm me. I have to research the hell out…

I Hate The Word Tribe…

I hate the word tribe. I am sick of it. Lately, it’s a word that many grown women have been using on their social media. Listen, it doesn’t sound like you have friends. It sounds like you are an exclusive jerk who is playing mean…

Fuller House…

I am just a little bit beyond excited to watch Fuller House. I think more than anything I just really want to see Kimmy.  Seriously, she was so annoying the first time I watched Full House that I am just dying to see what her…

My Web Surfing…

Remember when we used to book mark sites and surf the web without being told what to view by Facebook? Honest to poop, I rarely go to website anymore, unless I am directed by Facebook to do so. Do you get what I mean? I…

Forget Diamonds…

I am the kind of woman who gets ticked off at her husband when he sends flowers to the house. Ungrateful? Sure. Call me that. For me the romance is gone because I cannot help but think of the cost of the flowers and how much…

I Have Let Myself Go…

If you read one of my latest post about how my husband has “let himself go” since becoming a father, then you should know that I am also guilty of letting something go. My home.             Sigh. I have let…

Sriracha and Ranch…

It is time for another episode of “What I’m Eating”…. Want to watch me eat chips? It is your lucky day.   

I Want My Husband Back…

I am in desperate need of a getaway with my husband. We don’t get away very often. We don’t live near our parents. Even if we did live near our parents, I cannot guarantee that they would watch our kids for a week so we…

Netflix Giveaway….

I am addicted to binge watching t.v shows, so in sedentary lifestyle fashion, I have a Netflix Giveaway for those of you that hang out here at Mommy’s Weird. I am patiently waiting for the next season of House of Lies and House of Cards…

Why Do Women Quit Playing Sports After Highschool….

No really? Why do women quit playing sports after highschool? That title reads as if this is going to be a funny post. Like a sport for a Mom would be “Team Cattle Roping Your Kids” or “Gymnastics DayTimer Scheduling”. Wait. That actually is kind…