Sicker Than Others Saving the Landfills, one Giant Plastic Toy At a Time

Melanie RULES. ...

12:44 a.m. and I’m still up from the puff of inhaler I took at 8. But not able to take a full breath. I want to sleep so bad, but something compells me to continue to attempt a deep breath, which makes me cough and coughing hurts. I hate hospitals and I don’t want to be ...

Catching my breath. A small update; although there is much to report, I don’t have much in the way of words. We’re moving. The house is amazing and beautiful and our things look happy there. The baby moves and moves and moves, always at night just like ToddlerA when she was in there. The weeks ...

This is almost precisely what happened to me: I glanced down at myself. A scrubbing sponge poked out of one denim vest pocket. Beneath it, a trash bag hung on a carabiner from my khaki capris. Except I never made it back to cool. ...

And the verdict is… A teabag. The scene: TeenHer’s bedroom. A bagful of trash from the kitchen trash can has been retrieved from the dumpster and poured onto the bed. TeenHer’s story has changed, and now the new story is that she made up the bit about burned paper because Big Mean Mom wouldn’t believe her about ...