Author Archives: Taylor

I asked David what “M” should be for this morning.  In response, he started singing, “Money, Money, Money . . . MON-ey” in a fantastic falsetto voice.  Which is always extremely manly. Did you know my husband oft sings in … Continue reading →

A long time ago, I just had two girls. And apparently, my husband had a beard.  Who knew?! The girls were fifteen months apart and life was . . . busy.  I have always stayed home with the kids and, … Continue reading →

A few of you might recall that when we first moved to Ruralville, we bought an old Honda Accord to save gas on trips to town. In a nutshell, here’s what was wrong with the Honda: 1)  It was too … Continue reading →

I love my parents.  Truly, I do.  But they are complete and utter goobers when it comes to all things computer-ish. (Sort of like how I was a complete and utter goober when it came to preparing a holiday meal … Continue reading →

How to Host Easter Dinner for 17 People.  By Taylor Maliblahblah 1)  Tell yourself that you are 30 years old and it is high time you hosted a turkey dinner with all the works. 2)  Realize that 17 people will … Continue reading →

My life is not the way I had imagined it.  Don’t misunderstand . . .  I am happy and blessed.  It’s just that this is not the life I would have imagined.  I would have never, ever, thought I would … Continue reading →

F is for Facebook. (source) I submit that there is nothing more brutal than Facebook’s relationship status procedure.  For those of you unfamiliar with The Book of Faces, when someone adds to their profile that they are in a relationship … Continue reading →