I have recently accepted a position of 'Contributing Writer' on an up-and coming New York based blog, My Trending Stories. Never fear, my loyal readers... my dedication to viCARIously Speaking, and you, comes first. Until financial compensation is discussed, I will continue to post all original content here, first. My Trending Stories is simply a …
Author: Cari
Mother, Wife, Retired combat boot wearer, Writer, Profanity-prone, Stubborn, Lover of all things healthy, Beekeeper, Gardening enthusiast, Selectively obsessive-compulsive, Runner, Crafter, Central Illinois girl.
I talk fast, walk faster, and enjoying writing articles that make you smile.
Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuu-dge!!!!!!!!
This is a freshly-made, gallon of Poo Juice that slipped out of my hands as I was placing it in the refrigerator door. On the hardwood floor. And the railing spindles. And the stairs. And the wall. And the downstairs ceiling. And the downstairs couch. Not exactly how I imagined spending my Saturday morning.
Back to the Ballgame
James, my nine-year old word master, strikes again. About to leave for his 9:00am park district baseball game this morning, James questions our mode of transportation: "Mom, are we taking your car or the Delorean?" "Considering we don't own a Delorean, James, but a Durango," I replied, " we will probably just take my car."
The Stealing Drawer
I love my kids. But there is no one in the world who will test my patience or make me question my sanity more than one of them. Well, maybe my husband, but I’ll save that for another post. Over a year ago, my eldest took flight and moved out of the house to attend college …
Slowing Down My Backswing
I am an intense person, by nature. The moment immediately after I roll out of bed, shower, and have my first sip of coffee in the morning, I'm like a bullet shot out of a gun. It doesn't matter whether it is a workday or a weekend, there is always something that I have to …
Dear CLD, Fuck You.
I'm so proud of my friend for taking all the hurt / hate / anger caused by one piece-of-shit and releasing it onto paper, not herself. Now honey, breathe....
Finding My Pink and Yellow Happy
You try your damnedest to portray an essence of happiness, of strength, accomplishment. Anything the world throws at you, you can handle it. And you do, for the most part. You have gotten so good about hiding behind the tough exterior, that it almost seems real. You walk around with your shoulders back, a smile …
Hide the Evidence
"Grumpy Cat" and Xena got into a fight last night while MacKenzie was sleeping unsuspectingly in the same room. Grumpy Cat lost. To thwart a Level 7, International Nuclear Event Meltdown provided by my cat-obsessed four-year old, I did what any proactive Mama would do: I swiftly collected Grumpy Cat's carcass and brain matter off …
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