Bad Moms Are Regal After All

Bad Moms Are Regal After All

Last week Catherine and I took a quick trip – approximately 4,000 kilometers down the road from Ontario, but still – to Kelowna, BC, so that we could try out some new cars for our friends at GM Canada, who are nice like that.  (Actually, I travelled closer to 6,000 kilometers for this quick trip [...]

Bad Moms Climb Bluffs

Bad Moms Climb Bluffs

This is a rock. Katie climbed it. So did I. I told you we were bad. Bad ass.

Bad Moms, Bad Moms, Whatcha Gonna Do? Whatcha Gonna Do When They Come For You?

Bad Moms, Bad Moms, Whatcha Gonna Do? Whatcha Gonna Do When They Come For You?

Last week I was invited down to Detroit by GM Canada to meet with some people from OnStar because they’re nice like that. Actually, WE (meaning Catherine and I) were invited but someone went and got sick and had to bow out last minute, leaving me to drive to Detroit all by my lonesome (cue [...]

Bad Moms Special Place: Desert Springs

Bad Moms Special Place: Desert Springs

‘Mom. Moooom. Moooooooom?‘ ‘What sweetie? Mommy is in her special place right now… ‘ I say while squeezing my eyes shut and trying to maintain focus. ‘Dad. Daaaaaaaaaaaaaaad. Mom is in her special place again…’ I hear my 4 year old yell as she gallops down the hall from my bedroom.

Reality Bites: Bad Moms Miss California BIG TIME

It’s been less than 72 hours since Catherine and I returned from our California trip (a huge thank you filled with sloppy kisses and hugs that go on too long to our hostess otherwise known as California) and frankly, the assimilation back into real life has been rough.

When In Disneyland, Do As The Bad Moms Do

… and get up super early to get into the park before anyone else* does so that you can head straight to Space Mountain and jump right on. Before you’ve had coffee. Then, once you’ve boosted your adrenaline levels way beyond anything that caffeine can do at 7 o’clock on a Sunday morning, tweet that [...]

Bad Moms Travel: I’ve Got You Babe

Sometimes, a picture of Sonny Bono is worth a thousand words… * * * * *

The Bad Moms Club Needs A Mascot. I Think This Guy Will Do Nicely

The Bad Moms Club Needs A Mascot. I Think This Guy Will Do Nicely

Meet Marston, Lord of the Cello. We met Marston on the street in Palm Springs, where he had planted himself in front of his own wind machine – because you just cannot really claim to be awesome if you don’t have your own wind machine – and was rocking out on his six-string cello. His [...]

A Latke A Day… Keeps Bad Moms Pretty Freaking Happy

A Latke A Day… Keeps Bad Moms Pretty Freaking Happy

There are a lot of reasons why Palm Springs is awesome – the spectacularly beautiful desert with its palm tree speckled canyons, the beautiful, delicious resorts with their glittering pools and their yummy food, the epic community of geckos – but for the lover of good celebrity kitsch and potato pancakes, it just doesn’t get [...]

Bad Moms Love Palm Springs (After Only Two Hours! WIN)

Bad Moms Love Palm Springs (After Only Two Hours! WIN)

Oh, hey! We are – Katie and I – in California! Palm Springs! Because California invited us, and when California says COME, you do what California says. We’ve only been here a few hours, and already we’ve been to the Sonny Bono Concourse, talked to a parrot, and been accosted by a duck. We fully [...]

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