Kristi Pahr

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

I think we can all agree that there is some messed up stuff happening right now.

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

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

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

Soundgarden was part of something bigger, something that changed everything.

I feel like if I’d started earlier, had my first kid at 28 instead of 34, maybe I’d be a little less tired right now. Maybe I’d be a more fun mom if my knees didn’t sound like small arms fire every time I tried to run with my son. Maybe I’d be a better mom if I was younger. But I don’t think so. My kids? They’re awesome. And I’m the mom they have, so I must be doing something right, old or not.

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.

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.