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2025 Sucks! (And Yes, I Said That as Politely as Possible)
Y’all, let me just go ahead and put it out there: 2025 has been straight-up trash. And that’s me saying it in the most polite, ladylike way I can manage, because this is a family blog. What I really want to say would probably get me kicked off the internet. In February, I lost my Nannie—my best […]
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Lord Help Us, He’s 14: A Birthday Ode to Carson
Well, y’all, it happened. Carson is officially 14 years old tomorrow, which means he’s exactly 73% sass, 22% hair product, and 5% mystery smells. I blinked, and the tiny little boy who used to run around in superhero underwear is now taller than me, has opinions about fashion, and eats like he’s prepping for a football scholarship. […]
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