My Blog Identity Crisis

My Blog Identity Crisis and What I’m Doing About It

  I’ve been away too long…did you miss me?  What happened?  Where did I go? Well, I’ve been having a blog identity crisis I’ve been like an ostrich with her head in the sand. More like sitting on the couch with Netflix and cookies. Not too many cookies, but definitely too much Netflix.   When Read More

times changing

The Times They Are A Changin’

The times they are a changin’. Can’t you just hear Bob Dylan. Ok, maybe that’s just me.   Things are changing a bit here at Pardon Me, My Crown Slipped. Mostly for me, not quite as much for you. Bringing in a bit more balance for all.   Yes I am a caregiver, but I Read More

4 signs you are the annoying neighbor

4 Signs You Are The Annoying Neighbor

We’ve all had an annoying neighbor or two over the years. Okay, maybe more than two. Maybe they aren’t as bad as in Neighbors 2 or the first Neighbors for that matter. But what if the person everyone avoids is you! Some behaviors are obviously going to piss me off. Like if your dog shits Read More

Are You a Professional Busybody?

Are You A Professional Busybody?

I have a new favorite saying. “Busy bodies can’t be busybodies.” I use this as a reminder to my kids when they are tattling or into each others business. If you’re sticking to your business you don’t have time for anybody else’s.   It helps remind me too when I get into a situation they could Read More

dear-period im breaking up with you

Dear Period…I’m Breaking Up with You

Dear Period, This might be uncomfortable to hear but, you used to be so, I don’t know, normal. For 30 years you’d drop by once a month right on time, like a perfect little friend. Now you’re all, “I’ll just show up whenever the hell I want.” and “I’m gonna move to menopause or maybe Read More

cat in the hat chin

My Chin Hair Has a Name…Does That Make Me Weird?

  Well, it’s official. He-who-shall-not-be-named, has been named. No, not Voldemort, I am talking about my chin hair. Yes it’s a he, because he is a pain in the ass. The other day I was in Wal-Mart with my 9 year old daughter Quinn. She’s a BFF in training, she’s gonna learn right. She knows Read More