It's been almost a year since I left my job to stay at home. But once you've worked in the field of domestic violence, it never leaves you. At least it hasn't for me. As I rolled up to the check out with two pissed off and tired kids, I saw her. My heart skipped a beat. I was at once happy to see her (because she was alive) and sad. I was sad because standing…

I'd like to thank you, Sweaty Half Naked Jogger Guy (SHNJG) for coming along when you did. Several months ago I started implementing my "no judgment" policy. Because well, judgment is gross and I hate the feeling. So,  just when I thought I had it down, you run through my field of vision and tempt me. You were wearing the equivalent of a Speedo, your butt cheeks, trying so hard to escape their lycra prison and running like a gazelle through the fair city. My first instinct was to judge you.…

 have three challenges everytime I think about making dinner. One kid is crazy

picky, hates most meat and loves dairy. The other loves food, especially meat,

but is allergic to milk and eggs (peanuts and shrimp too). I love butter,

bacon and cheese but that's irrelevant. I have moderate skills in the kitchen,

so whatever I cook needs to be easy-ish. And fast. Because, if left for too long

to their own devices, someone gets hurt. My kitchen is tiny.  My goal is always…