Kristi Pahr

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.

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

Things as simple as a missed call from an unknown number or someone knocking on your door put me into straight up fight or flight. I really do hide from people who come to my door. Real talk, I have gotten on my hands and knees below a window so they wouldn’t see me. I’ve even hidden in the closet. I know. Whacko.

2016 sucked. If we can’t agree on anything else, I think we can all agree on at least that much.

I’m not a TV person. I used to be, but not so much anymore.

Essential oils have become incredibly popular and can be found everywhere from your local farmer’s market and community festival to social media.

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.

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.

“Is she Black or white?” I asked another mom who was describing a little girl in her son’s class that she thought my family might know.