Our Holiday Gift Guide – Moms Edition
Whether you’re looking for gift ideas for your BFF or ideas of what to put on your list, we’ve got the perfect presents for all the moms in your life. And if you’d like us to email your husband a link to this post, just let us know! Without further ado… our gift guide. Carolina Pad’s Simply Chic collection I love office supplies (probably

I fear for America’s youth.
So a couple days ago, I was sitting at my desk minding my own business when I got a text message on my phone. “Heyyyyyyyyy!!! Its Jordyyyynnnn!” Great, I thought to myself. Spam has reached the world of text messaging. I ignored it, but about 10 seconds later, I got another one. “Its me Jordyn!!!!” Thinking that whoever was sending the texts might continue to do so (and that it might make good blog fodder), I decided I should reply, not knowing then that I was about to engage in what turned out to be a hilarious (at least to me) string of texts. Me: I think you have the wrong number. Her: Noooooo [what is it with all t

Marbles and Rubber Cement
It’s been the whole of this year, 2009, that I’ve been battling anxiety and depression, a battle that truly took me by surprise and to me at least, seemed to come out of nowhere. I’ve written countless posts about feeling bad, getting meds, getting new meds, feeling better, all the ups and downs that go with that sort of thing. And for awhile, I’ve been doing great. What struggles I had were barely worth mentioning, until a couple of weeks ago. Then, for some reason, the wicked afternoons started to return. They’re

Disinfectant, Trash Cans, and the Mayor’s Ear
This past Friday, I was already in a bad mood when I got this email from the person who has the unfortunate task of doing PR for Clorox. Hello, I wanted to privately respond to your Nov. 9 “The Great Donut Debacle” post where you mentioned using Clorox wipes on your toddler’s hands and face. Clorox® Disinfecting Wipes should only be use

This week in the blogosphere
On Tuesday, we found out (via twitter – you see, it is used for good and not for evil) that our friend Anissa Mayhew had suffered a stroke and was in the ICU. Her second major stroke, at the ripe old age of 35. Twitter was immediately overloaded with messages that included the phrase #prayingforanissa, and I know Jenny and I are among the thousands of people who have had her on their minds all week. Anissa, her husband and their three children have been through way, way too much already. Since Anissa’s recovery from her first stroke, their youngest daughter was diagnosed with leukemia and just recently celebrated having been