I’m not the stagbeetle lady, however…

…however I managed to put together a pretty boss list of fun shit to do this summer. This is where I found almost everything so knock yourselves out. Oregon Zoo Events http://www.oregonzoo.org/events Flicks on Bricks https://thesquarepdx.org/flicks-on-the-bricks/ Library Stuff (I search the libraries near us for Arts and Crafts, Performances, and Festivals) https://multcolib.org/events/by-location Noon Tunes https://thesquarepdx.org/noon-tunes/ Music on Main http://www.portland5.com/events/music-main Concerts…

Conversations with baby boomers: Rap

Me: “I don’t understand this song, why would I need to brush that dirt off my shoulder? What does Jay-Z think I’m up to over here?” Dad: “What do you mean?” Me: “Why is there dirt on my shoulder? Never once in my life have my shoulders just been dirty… my shoulders are like the…

An Old Person’s Take On Modern Slang

It has recently come to my attention that I am an old old woman… and I have the grey hair to prove it. And as an old woman I have now bestowed upon myself the right to refuse to learn new slang, which really just means I don’t know what slang means so when younguns…

Food Budgeting Part 2

Here’s a link to Part 1 I’ll jump right in. Breakfast at our house when we were super poor was almost always oatmeal or grits. Why? Because oats bought it bulk are hella cheap. When we’re not super poor I always keep bread for toast and eggs around. Why? Because eggs with toast or potatoes…

Food Planning And Budgeting

Someone asked me today to please please please write about my meal planning and food budgeting on here. Why? Cause I’m awesome at being poor. Poverty is a skill and damn it after years of rocking it I have got the skill. The skills to pay the bills when you can barely pay the bills……

The Thing About Lice Shampoo

I walked up to the barely-past-teenage cashier at the crappy grocery store down the street much earlier than I was even usually awake and dropped multiple boxes of lice shampoo down on the conveyor belt much harder than necessary. Barely-Past-Teenage Cashier: “Ooo, looks like somebody’s having a crappy morning.” Me: “Yep. What gave it away?…

10 on 10

10 on 10… the 10th of every month (or every 5th month if you’re me… don’t you judge) 10 pictures in 10 hours of everyday life in all it’s everyday glory. The welcome home banner since David came back from his business trip. Somebody got into the Halloween stuff. My blackberry bush has exactly one…

When Staying Is Hard

I’m a Mennonite. We value hospitality and humility, justice and peace. It’s part of why I love being part of this tradition. This last week at convention we passed some incredibly hurtful resolutions against the LGBT in our community. And I’m grieving. I’m having a really really really hard time being a fucking Mennonite right…

What’s Different When You Have Kids Young

I’ve been thinking a lot lately about what is really the difference between having kids when you’re young vs waiting till you’re older. Why you might ask? Because all my friends are like 10 years older than me… and I’ve realized maybe that’s weird. I like to joke that it’s just because I’m super mature (but…

What It’s Like To Take Children To IKEA

IKEA, for those of you unfortunate enough to not live in a major city, is a magical land full of elaborately staged show rooms, $200 couches, and assemble-it-your-damn-self furniture that pretty much always comes with a bunch of extra pieces they throw in just to fuck with you. It also has free childcare for up…

Musical Cleaning aka My Boring Blog (pun intended)

After my emotional vomiting post the other day about how I’m too happy to be your lovable curmudgeon of a blogger I got a bunch of messages and emails crying out “Oh please Jen, just blog anyway! We need your voice in our lives! You’re amazing and fabulous and everything I want to be when I…