Make It Monday: Dryer Balls
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Detox the Box
HTC One M8 #SprintMom Campaign
Ok, so you guys should know that I’m not a huge gadget fanatic–that’s more Mr. TFT’s forte. That being said: HOLY CRAP, the HTC One M8 is absolutely AMAZEBALLS. It’s like the cool, suave mom-mobile of smartphones. Beware: once you read this review, you’ll want one too!
The three major selling points of this phone for me were Design, Camera, and Sound.
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Bring on the Fall Fashion for All Giveaway Hop!
Iced Bawls Challenge… Wherein My Child Dumps Stuff on My Head
A brief overview: Extra Life is a 24 hour gaming marathon. Gamers get sponsors (donations) and live stream themselves doing what they do best in order to raise funds for Children’s Miracle Network hospitals. My husband will be playing, and I’ll be doing a few fun things on the blog to include you all in the journey! Until then….watch Thing 1 dump sticky iced beverage on my head. If you want to donate, you can go to www.extra-life.org/participant/jeroddunn
ABC’s of Life (According to My 4 Year Old…)
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Motherhood: The Naked Truth
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Confessions of a Biblioholic
Doctor on Demand
We’ve all been there. And if you haven’t, well…I don’t believe you. It’s the worst possible time (weekend, holiday, late night…you get the idea) and your child suddenly starts acting strange(r). Or develops a rash. Or gets a nasty cough and/or fever. You are faced with the decision to wait it out and hope for the best, or head to the local ER/Urgent Care…and hope for the best. Sometimes, waiting it out really doesn’t seem like a great option and, especially if you have more than one child, going to the ER or Urgent Care center isn’t a great option either. Maybe it’s just the germophobe in me (ok…LIKELY it’s the germophobe in me), but when I think of the ER or “doc in the box”, as we call the Urgent Care centers, I envision foul cesspools of mean, sharp-toothed germs. I have to sterilize my hand after using the pens, and I apparently always wear a sign that says, “Puking/plague ridden person, please sit as close to me as possible!”. Which means I have to burn my clothes and scrub my skin down Gattaca style when I get home. Ok, I’m not really THAT bad. But still. So, if that’s not your cup of tea, or if the thought of the exorbitant cost of such services makes you cringe, what’s a person to do? I FINALLY have a good answer to that question!
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