Bad Moms Know Their Own TV Limits

By on November 2, 2011 2 Comments
Time to turn the tv off

The story playing out on my TV is a gruesome, albeit familiar, one, something probably even ripped from the headline of a news story I read last year. A baby has disappeared, a young mother is distraught, but not as distraught as a gravel-voiced investigator thinks she should be and a mother-in-law seems shady. By [...]

Bad Mom Confession: What? You’re Supposed To Wash Vegetables?

By on October 6, 2010 1 Comment

It’s been a while since I prepared a meal. And when I say it’s ‘been a while’ I mean I can’t remember the last time that I did. Because, really? The kids don’t care. They would eat Campbell’s Chicken Noodle Soup every day, or Kraft Mac and Cheese. And I follow behind them and eat [...]

From The Basement: Big Girl

By on October 4, 2010 Leave a Comment
heart-break

Posted by Anonymous. We started out as friends, talking for hours on the phone, until the sun came up – countless times. You would stumble home from the bar, and speed dial me, realizing the cruelty of 20-something girls in university, and falling in love with the voice on the other end of the line [...]

I Don’t Know About You, But I Think The Word “Hygienist” Is Weird. Also: “FLOSS”

By on September 29, 2010 5 Comments
nurse

What I’m about to tell you may shock and horrify you. I don’t floss. Like, ever. It doesn’t even cross my mind. Why? I don’t know… because I’m busy? Seriously, I’m not lying about this. I don’t floss. Oh, I brush. I brush like nobody’s business. Like three times a day. But flossing? Not so [...]

From The Basement: Utterly Miserable

By on September 1, 2010 Leave a Comment
heart-break

Posted by Anonymous. I’m so sorry, but I’m utterly miserable here. We never touch each other anymore, despite my advances. I asked you if you were seeing someone else and you blew me off. Is she at least prettier than I? I am pretty sure you’re seeing someone else. You come home from a 4-hour [...]

From The Basement: William Stafford Was His Favorite Poet

By on August 24, 2010 Leave a Comment
heart-break

Posted by Anonymous. Since you were four months pregnant, your husband has been cheating on you, with me. He told me he loved me, that I was the love of his life. We spent almost every evening together, in the park, by the library, up the hill, anywhere you can think of in the San [...]

From The Basement: I Want Someone I Can’t Have

By on August 16, 2010 Leave a Comment
heart

Posted by Anonymous. I’m so confused! I want someone I can’t have. I know I can’t have him because he is too good. If I did have him I’d then feel bad…. feel at fault… even though he can make his own choices. He won’t choose me. … but the yearning is so strong. I’m [...]

If You Love A Story About In-Laws, Set It Free, If It Comes Back To You, It’s Awesome

By on August 3, 2010 Leave a Comment
Type-writer Girl

You know what’s amazing? When you put a story out there, and more stories come back. It’s like that old saying, ‘if you love something, set it free…’ except that in this case, it would be ‘if something is eating at you, write about it on the Internet; if it comes back to you with [...]

Bad Moms Don’t Bad-Mouth Their In-Laws, Until They Totally Do

By on July 30, 2010 10 Comments
Type-writer Girl

Excerpted from a post at AOL’s Lemondrop. I called it “Got MIL?” and in hindsight, posting it was not my most prudent move. It was an essay that discussed, at some discomfiting length, my relationship with my mother-in-law. It was not an essay that was particularly flattering to my mother-in-law, because she was — is [...]

Skinny Jeans For Kids: A Bad Mom’s Confession

By on July 20, 2010 5 Comments
Jonas Brothers: Are They To Blame For This Skinny Jeans For Kids Issue? Probably.

Kids fashion is admittedly tricky these days. Back in my parent’s day, kids didn’t really have ‘fashion’ as so much as they had ‘functional fabric coverings’ to keep their bodies modestly covered and insulated against the elements. Kids wore whatever the hell was on the racks that year and the term ‘fashion’ barely entered the [...]

From The Basement: A Letter To Myself

By on July 19, 2010 1 Comment
heart-break

Posted by Connie. To Me, present and future… I’ve been trying to figure out the best way to write this blog, but I can’t figure it out, so if it sounds more like a rant and less like well-composed intelligent thought, that’s why. In my life, I have always had a problem. What is that [...]

From The Basement: I’m Blowing It

By on June 21, 2010 Leave a Comment
heart-break

Posted by Anonymous. I’m blowing it. My life. I’m blowing my life. It’s always was been about being comfortable. Well, I’m not comfortable anymore. I am exhausted. He is exhausting. When I get home from a long day of work, he wants me to unpack or clean up or hang things. I want to lay [...]

From The Basement: How Did I Get Here?

By on June 10, 2010 Leave a Comment
heart-break

Posted by Anonymous. Growing up, success came fairly easily. Mostly ‘A’ report cards, co-Captain of the Pom Squad, Scholarship to college. Even college continued mostly along that line — even the bumps in the road could be overcome with a little extra work. But ever since then it’s been downhill… Continue reading this post at [...]

From The Basement: A Haunting

By on May 20, 2010 Leave a Comment
sad

Posted by Anonymous. The past week really has been a hell of sorts. It hasn’t been terrible, but once again I feel – I have no better word – haunted. It’s not anything supernatural or spiritual in the sense of the undead hanging out with me at random times. It’s more of a heart-haunt and [...]

From The Basement: Best Friends Without Benefits

By on May 12, 2010 Leave a Comment
heart

Posted by Anonymous. About a month ago, my husband told me that he felt like I had emotionally pulled away from him. He felt like I didn’t try to connect with him anymore, and that I spent most of my time just trying to sleep. The fact that I would never initiate sex with him [...]