Jennifer Fliss
Jennifer Fliss
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Chick-fil-A is at it again. This time they’re out to help. Honestly. They’ve rolled out a new service, the Mom’s Valet. Moms can order their food via the drive-thru and then go inside the fast-food restaurant, where a table will be ready, complete with high chairs and booster seats, and then have their food brought to the table by an employee. The program isn’t implemented by their corporate office yet, but has been rolled out in over 100 Chick-fil-A outlets.
Read...I don’t think you meant well. You wanted to vomit your discontent to the world. Isn’t that embarrassing? Or is it like a seven-cocktails-and-two-shots kind of vomit?
Read...Nothing says "I’m patriotic" quite like going to a wolf-themed indoor water park resort wearing your wolf-themed t-shirt. With your floaties on. And a beer in your hand.
Read...Invite friends over. They should be attractive, but don’t have to be.
Read...It is the denigrating soundtrack of a breast pumping session. You, sitting at its mercy. It, just taking and taking.
Read...Tights with control top: We may have gone a little overboard. A few too many beers. Several too many pizza deliveries.
Read...I know of people who find one child incredibly challenging and seem to hate the whole experience. And yet they proceed to have another child willingly.
I wonder about these decisions. For me, I would be a terrible mother if I had another child.
Read...Don’t flush the toilet. Don’t turn on the lights. This is a good time to either meditate or partake in that incredibly wise bit of advice to sleep when the baby sleeps.
Read...A photo of your long-dead cat, Milo, in a brass Easter egg-shaped frame. Oh, sweet animal, I miss your furballs, you think when you hang it on a low branch. Milo had an uncanny ability to hork on laps when unwanted visitors overstayed their welcome.
Read...Chick Flick Cherry: If it’s about romance, it’s a chick flick. About love: chick flick. Maybe it’s about chickens. Poultry love. Either way: for you, I’ll watch it. So you can pop my cherry afterwards. My nail polish is just asking for it.
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