Category Archives: Zorro

February 9, 2016 Girl, dafuq? So you crack a joke about wanting to trade each of your troublesome teens for “triplets with autism.” Then you get all prickly when the joke bombs. At first, I think, Oh bless her heart. … Continue reading →

“Oh he’s just tired!” I’m looking at one of my youngest kiddo’s school friends, huge blue circles under his eyes. His mom notices me noticing. I’m sure a cloud of concern has moved across my face. She’s embarrassed, like she’s … Continue reading →

I had the dubious pleasure of having both annoying stoner neighbors and an annoying stoner roommate in college.  When they fired up the bong, they’d blast Red, Red Wine over and over, with the woofer pushed up against the wall … Continue reading →

I don’t mean to be a total Grinch this time of year. I used to love the holidays.  The lights, the parties, the food . . . and Christmas Eve service with bell ringers, incense, and carols. Then I had … Continue reading →

Hi, my name’s Zorro, and I’m an allergy mom. My fellow allergy moms and I are feeling a little, oh . . . let’s say . . . riled up. That’s putting it mildly. There’s been a piece on HuffPo … Continue reading →