Snacks and Sarcasm

I took my kids to Disneyland expecting magic. Instead I got a full audit of fictional character credibility and a child actively avoiding a Sith Lord. No notes.

Guys… I accidentally became locally famous at Kohl’s this week. It started with me trying to return a rug (which turned into an Olympic-level folding event), briefly made me a retail legend… but I got humbled real quick. If you’ve ever had a main character moment followed by instant humility… welcome. You’re in the right place.

My kids asked where cuss words come from… and somehow within minutes, we had blamed religion, history, and at least one completely innocent child. In this episode, I attempt to answer a simple question and instead spiral into one of the most chaotic (and hilarious) conversations we’ve had in the car. We’re talking about where “bad words” actually come from, how language got so dramatic, and why I...

I had a plan. It was a good plan. A simple plan. That plan is no longer with us. Instead, I accidentally wrote a book, destroyed my floors with popcorn, and proved (once again) that I cannot keep things simple. Honestly… this feels on brand.

I really walked into a “favorite things” party thinking I nailed it. Like… confident. Excited. Proud of my choices. Everyone else brought cute, thoughtful, slightly boujee things. And I showed up with potatoes. But honestly? I stand by it. Potatoes are elite. Versatile. Reliable. Emotionally supportive. Anyway, I’ve now been labeled the “potato friend,” people randomly send me potato content, and...

Ever been woken up at 3 a.m. by a tiny child silently staring at you in the dark? Terrifying. This week I’m running on very little sleep thanks to nightmares, nighttime parenting, and the general chaos of kids’ brains after dark. Which somehow turned into a deep dive on dreams — including the night terrors my son used to have, the recurring witch that haunted my childhood dreams for years, and a f...

This week’s episode is about confidence — specifically, the kind that exists without supporting skills. If you’ve ever confidently made the wrong decision and committed fully anyway… you’re in good company. Grab a snack, settle in, and let’s embrace the chaos together.

Fair warning: today I need to vent. The funny kind of venting, not the therapy kind. We're talking about Valentine's Day somehow making me feel things against my will, going back to yoga KNOWING FULL WELL what was going to happen, and several other things that should not irritate me as much as they do but absolutely do. Grab your snacks. Let's commiserate.

Valentine’s Day: a holiday that started with martyrs, fertility festivals, and jailhouse notes - and somehow ended with me hot-gluing cardboard animals for my kids. Join me as I rant, ramble, and reluctantly admit… maybe I kind of love this holiday.

You know that fight or flight response? Mine's more of an 'oh yeah? WATCH ME' response. And it's gotten me into some... situations. I have a long history of accepting dumb dares. Today we're talking about being dangerously competitive, the challenges that almost killed me, and how the challenges look very different now that I'm older. Spoiler: I'm losing to my own body...

I went to Topgolf feeling cute and confident… only to realize I was wearing two completely different shoes. One of them wasn’t even mine. Naturally, my twins saw this as an opportunity and committed to mocking me all day . In today’s episode, we’re talking parenting, sarcasm, and the moment you realize you’ve raised tiny comedians who live in your house. Zero regrets. Mild fear. 🎧👟

Ever tried yoga, only to realize your body has a different agenda than your soul? From free classes that tried to fix my posture, to accidentally going into labor during a Mommy & Me session, this episode is a celebration of falling (literally) in love with yoga… chaos included. Plus, fun yoga facts that will make you feel slightly smarter while laughing at my epic fails.

New year, new resolutions, same chaos. This week’s episode covers a shiny new microphone that absolutely refused to cooperate, the absurd origins of New Year’s resolutions, and why we all confidently lie to ourselves every January. We’re talking unrealistic goals, fake motivation, and the collective delusion that this will be the year we become a brand new person. Spoiler: it won’t. And that’s fin...

I almost died from my Christmas tree (pine allergy), I can't drink regular eggnog (dairy allergy), and yet here I am trying to celebrate the holidays like a normal person. Spoiler: it's not going well. Join me for holiday chaos, a dairy-free eggnog taste test, and questionable life choices.

Episode 13 is here, which already feels like a risk — so naturally we’re talking superstitions . From lucky charms and unlucky moments, black cats, spilled salt, and why some people walk around like magnets for miracles while others… Is luck real? Are we cursed? Or are we just dramatic? (Don’t answer.)

I went to a Christmas parade fully expecting Hallmark magic… and instead got a fleet of VW bugs. Add a drone show that included a snowman, a tree, and… a man on the moon? Sure. Why not. Come laugh with me as I break down yet another event I wildly overhyped in my head, confess my obsession with advent calendars, and pitch my very serious belief that life should come with a soundtrack.

A dramatic medical scare? A doctor calling me a leper? A Thanksgiving dinner replaced with pizza ? Yep… still somehow the best holiday ever. I’m talking gratitude, chaos, and a dash of things I'm thankful for.

Look at us… double digits! 🎉 This week I’m breaking down the five things I’ve learned in ten episodes—because yes, ten lessons would’ve made sense, and no, my brain did not deliver that. We’re talking tech struggles, psychic-approved kinetic chaos, reclaiming “talking too much,” and why messy episodes sometimes hit harder than the polished ones. Basically chaos with a side of growth.

They say behind every great woman is a supportive sidekick... unless you’re me. Then your sidekick is your sister, laughing while you’re stuck in a children’s train, pants halfway down, and rethinking your life choices. This week, we revisit our most iconic sister fails — from getting wedged in public transportation to nearly dying under a pile of free wreaths. It’s fine. We’re fine. Everything’s...

You ever think you’re a gardener—until you realize your yard work “helping” was actually just talking while someone else did all the work? Same. This week, I dig (literally) into my not-so-green thumb, my dramatic peace lily, and the moment my leaf-raking somehow turned into a full-blown chainsaw session. Because in my world, a little chaos grows everywhere. Featuring: fake confidence and flying b...

Every October I swear I’m going to keep it simple — and then suddenly I’m knee-deep in felt, hot glue, and questionable life choices. This week I’m sharing my chaotic DIY Halloween moments — from the infamous Slinky Dog felt fiasco to the time I went full-on Mayor from The Nightmare Before Christmas (while pregnant, of course). Moral of the story? Go big. Wear the costume. And maybe keep the glue...

Ever walked into a spice shop and thought, ‘This is who I am now’? Same. In this episode, I dive into my latest obsession — spices — and help you find out what spice you are using a completely scientific (aka: not at all scientific) quiz. So grab your cinnamon, channel your inner paprika, and let’s get a little spicy.

Got unbanned from volunteering, overcommitted immediately, and somehow ended up chaperoning 8th graders in a red skull shirt. My comeback tour might be short-lived… but at least it’s memorable.

What started as a sister bonding trip to IKEA turned into an epic showdown with a futon that clearly had a personal vendetta. There were tears, laughter, questionable instructions, and maybe a few choice words in Swedish. The futon may have fought back… but we fought louder.

Turns out my true nemesis wasn’t chaos… it was ice cream. 🍦 This week, I share the tragic tale of how I discovered dairy and I are officially enemies. Grab a snack (preferably one that won’t betray you) and join me for the drama.