Kristi Pahr

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.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

When my oldest son was a baby, my husband and I used to talk about what sports he would play.

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