I receive lots and lots and lots of e-mails. Sometimes I find myself hitting delete, delete, delete on the MLM scheme ones and the “You have won a $1 million dollars, but it is in Nigeria.” I exaggerate, of course.…
Author: Jill Berry
Seizing family time one dinner...game night...movie at a time.
LeapFrog Text and Learn
Have I mentioned that I’m a winning machine? Yes, just about every week I win something or so it seems. I know I sound braggy, but if it were not for winning prizes and getting free stuff to review I…
Jon and Kate Plus 8 — The End?
What do you think of the possible breakup/divorce of Jon and Kate of Jon & Kate Plus 8? I must admit that prior to watching the season opener, I thought that the breakup rumors were just that — rumors to…
Moms and Drinking
What is your stance on moms and alcohol? I’m not teetotal or antialcohol. After a day with kids I’ve been known to open up a can — uh bottle — of rum and make a RUM with a splash of…
Mom’s Nite Out
Mom’s Nite Out, a venture between MomSelect/Maria Bailey and many vendors, was a raging success. The event held in early May was a fun night for moms to get out with friends and have a much-needed rest from the day-to-day…
It’s How I Tweet: Guidelines for Beginner Twitter Users
A friend in my real life just joined twitter. I haven’t seen her tweet much since she joined. She tweeted today and lamented that she did not “get twitter.” My list of tips to her morphed in to a post.…
Umbrella Hat or Not?
This might possibly be the most ridiculous item I have seen in quite some time. Not only it is an absurd hat…but look at the model. Why the crossed eyes and the tongue sticking out? Is the hat not enough?…
You Might Be an 80s Girl If You…
Hands up if you remember the following: Kodak Disc Cameras 5 1/4″ floppy disks Macintosh computers that were a rectangular boxy shape record players with flimsy wooden speakers but wihout a tape deck Sony Walkmans — so bulky that you…
And That’s All I Have To Say About That…
Is there really anything more to say about this cake? A cake made by my father-in-law with a raised cake nose, indents for eyes and mouth, and chocolate shavings for hair. No, I did not think so. My FIL makes…
As Sands Through the Hour Glass
I look at my 13 yo daughter with whom I have clashed with, fought with, been driven to frustration with, but ultimately love with a fierce strength — and wonder where has the time gone. Where is the skinny, squawky…
