Kristi Pahr

I’m lazy as hell, you guys. I know it’s true and I’m not particularly ashamed.

As a mother of boys, I find this trend disturbing. Yes, we need to build up our girls. We need to empower them and teach them that they are capable and viable and powerful — that they are smart and that they matter. But we cannot devalue our boys in the process.

My version of self-care is a little less “best life” and a little more “no life”, but it works for me.

I have to go shopping tomorrow and I’m dreading it.

It seems like everyone is an introvert these days.

I’m frazzled, y’all; I’m a mess. I’m a basketcase of anxiety and stress and I need to chill.

I know how it feels to not contribute financially to the household. I know how it feels to be completely dependent on someone else for my financial stability. I know how it feels to know that if something dreadful and unthinkable happened, I’d be completely destitute. And it’s terrifying.

I’ve been pregnant three times, and I have two beautiful, amazing, awe-inspiri

Don’t be an asshole is my barometer. It’s my go-to for figuring out how to respond to any given situation, big or small, personal, local, or global.

I have a confession to make. Target, meh. I’m just not that into it.