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I watched it online...it was so calming just to listen to her. To close my eyes for a second and forget about how fucking horrific this is. She is still out there, getting stuff done.

Then I remembered she lost and ate the rest of the Ben and Jerry’s I had started on election night when my husband first said “I think

Temporarily living here in oklahoma (thankfully we move every three years and it is coming). Had to leave the house today and someone had written boo hoo Hillary all over their car in a parking lot. Puffy eyed, exhausted, full of pity for myself after lying to my children (one who is on the spectrum and a bully of the

That was beautiful.

First of all, yes. Thank you for pointing this out. I mean, if you take 15 past the entire strip, you notice it and can flip it off (I did plenty when I lived there. It is such an ugly building.). But really? He is nowhere near the heart of it all. Once you are on the strip itself, you can’t see it all.

Second, I feel

It is Billy. Billy makes George look okay.

I imagine the Hamilton cast singing this outside Trump Tower November 9th about every fifth time I listen to that song. My heart burst with joy when he did this.

Mine is super passive-aggressive. If I have to use the search bar, his name is always spelled wrong in some way or another.

It is Oklahoma. I am a transplant stuck here for the time being and holy shit. Rae Lynn. Skylyn. Brylan. They love their names that end in the -en sound and they will make every name do it. I don’t fucking know man.

But hey......Teachers are scary in packs too. I just turned 30 this month and had to talk to my kiddo’s entire school staff this morning. I’m the PTA president, no fear of strangers, I’ll ask anyone for five bucks or free copy paper, and can handle any parent’s questions or rage. But put me in front of the staff and I

Can I ask a question then....I’ve just got a new bike to get to my kids’ school when needed (I’m in charge of a bunch of stuff up there and hey, I live a five minute bike ride away). I have to cross one major traffic light. And the only reason I call it major is because a four lane 50 mph road crosses through it. The

I know you don’t mean this cruelly but maybe after the long day I had....I just have to respond. And understand I don’t mean this cruelly either.

I am not buying expensive yoga pants. But do I own some amazingly cute and comfy old navy ones? Oh hell yes. And guess what? I’m the woman you find in the school office who