I remember when pop culture magazines started touting headlines that forty is the new thirty. Still in my twenties, I'd smirk at Courtney Cox smiling on the glossy cover and think, …
I remember when pop culture magazines started touting headlines that forty is the new thirty. Still in my twenties, I'd smirk at Courtney Cox smiling on the glossy cover and think, …
I don't post too many crafts or kid projects here on twentyshekels. By and large crafts just are not my jam. But I will say this: If you see me post …
It's getting harder to smile about my new kitchen lately. Why does it look like we are going backwards in the project, you ask? Let me explain. After a series of delays, …
Last year I wrote a blog post swearing off yoga pants as my New Year's resolution. It was bullish and speculative and based on a rash assumption that jeans are …
I wasn't going to write a Christmas letter this year. Mostly because my life is so daily that at times it feels like that movie Groundhog Day - except Dave …
My son has developed an unhealthy obsession. Every time we open a package in the kitchen the little imp sneaks up and snatches the box. Sometimes out of the trash. He …
My Jawbone fitness tracker died this summer. I can't say I didn't see it coming. It had been having trouble syncing, wasn't counting my steps correctly, and wouldn't hold a …
Its that time of year again. Target is filled with frazzled parents clutching back-to-school lists - scavenging the picked over shelves for the correct brand of marker. Facebook has blown …
When I was a kid, I went to the county fair every year. I had three objectives: ride rides, eat greasy food, and flirt with boys. I secretly thought the …
Before social media, women enjoyed limited exposure to homemaking feats of other moms. Outside of school functions, church picnics, and dinner parties, most moms could go about their business anonymously …