Someone once told me that animals in the wild will occasionally eat their young. As the mother of three kids ages seven, four, and infant, let’s just say that I think I understand why a cave bear will flip out and eat her cubs. My kids, God love em, will go to pretty extraordinary lengths […]
If you thought Valley Girl speak was annoying as all get out then you’ll love to hate vocal fry as much as I do.
If you follow this blog or my public page, Housewife Plus, then you know that I am a feminist and that not only do I fully support the Women’s March on Washington, but I live-blogged the events as they unfolded as friends from the US and around the globe sent me moving images and video of […]
BDN blogger, Housewife Plus, is a popular voice on Scary Mommy. Here is a sample collection of her opinions that caused quite a stir among readers and left scorch marks in the comment sections.
The following content is a guest post by Brea Schmidt of The Thinking Branch. More information on how to become a guest blogger for Housewife Plus can be found at the end of this post. Thank You, Miracle Machine. You Can Take A Rest Now By Brea Schmidt My youngest turned one a couple of […]
I’m no stranger to the concept of most of the things on this list. And chances are, if you grew up in rural Maine, neither are you.
We know what you’re thinking: what do two white women from the deep South know about race that I don’t? What could they possibly tell me that I don’t already know?
The children of housewife and stay-at-home mom, Lucy Compton of Springfield, Illinois, were removed from her custody today after neighbors complained that the smell of ice cream bonbons and the sound of daytime soap operas were disruptive to their stroller jogging groups.
After a brief resurgence of American folk music in the 1950’s, gym teachers everywhere muckled onto the square dance as a way to make middle schoolers suffer.
Glamping, more oxymoron than portmanteau, is a term that combines the words and concepts of glamor and camping to form ‘glamping’, which is a truly obnoxious and spectacular way to miss the point of camping altogether.