everybody’s regular season mom
@emilyjanehubb
All the things and tired too. MS lady in STL. Pastor's wife, grad student at SLU in ed policy, writer w/ 4 kids, on SLPS BoE. 💚sociology, public edu, reading, crocheting, sertraline, hymns. Opinions mine.
Reporting live from this Wendy’s to say I have once again paid $100 for the chance to trouble my life for the next four years.
Double love: gluten free cookies set out for me by my friend who made them, brought to me by my children who drop them off to me occasionally like papa birds.
All ready to go hang out with the public employees and the investing bros
Your mom is worth moving for Your mom is worth staying for Your mom is worth quitting a job Your mom is worth keeping a job Your mom should be one of our primary deciding factors in life decisions. This brings blessings. (I am so sorry)
I should probably just move our sad blueberry plant, huh.
It’s this one’s birthday! 14 years as a testament to God’s goodness.
This was intense; made me realize that certain scenarios in fiction I’ve read are referring back to this group. And also… James says pure religion is taking care of widows and orphans which is at least raising a hand in the aftermath of violence via the US, others, and nature.
I am here. Hopefully will not yell out anything too crazy.
12yo is fighting a mage battle today apparently. We can probably put bed down as “most likely to get a tattoo” among the kids
I’m sorry to inform you all that I now have a binder full of tabbed section dividers—some numbered and some months.
This could be me (would love for it to be!) except those do not seem to be titles that exist in literature.
Anyway this wasn’t the rabbit hole I expected to go down today but wow so many questions! Also as far back as the first paternal line can be traced, I’m from Yorkshire!
Using the results of my crepe myrtle murder to give my plants other worldly supports.
The… what do you call them? saucer magnolias? are blooming. (We called them Japanese magnolia in my childhood.)
Just going full on coastal grandma/auntie for this and all future summers.
Years of manually updating apps to not have an X icon on my phone.
Update from the other place (We’ve got a giant sinkhole downtown. Everything is fine!) but I wouldn’t mind taking a gander at it either so I’m kinda part of the problem.
Me after maybe 30 minutes outside doing light gardening work. Once there was a time I would’ve shrugged at 93° heat.