Like a Light Bulb: The Most Wonderful Time of Year
It’s the kind of thing that makes you forget about your never-ending holiday list and that jackass who cut you off in the Best Buy parking lot.
Do Not Enter! Love, Mom.
It’s for the moms who are sitting on the toilet — the first time today they’ve sat down for more than a minute.
Santa Eats House, Christmas
When I saw this taller-than-a-house inflatable Santa the other day, it reminded me of Godzilla plodding through Tokyo
Have You Been Holidazed, Mom?
You know her. She has three Christmas trees and more personally decorated cookies than Carlo’s Bakery. And you love to hate her.
Momma Can’t Sleep. Well, Duh.
We obsess and we text and we worry incessantly that we are not good enough moms.
