the happy hausfrau
"What fresh hell is this?" Dorothy Parker
About Me: The Happy Hausfrau
Spring Hopes: Eternal
Here in Minnesota it’s what we wait for all winter long, it’s the light at the end of the cold, snowy tunnel. Spring. According to the cale...
Not All Divorced Parents Can Be Like Demi and Bruce- here’s why
Yep, I’m still divorced and I still have big feelings about it! One of these days, mayhap in my next life, I will learn to just stay the h...
How I Became a Full Time Reseller
Quick recap for those just joining us, or for those who may enjoy hearing about my bumpy life journey: For several years I made my living wo...
The Dog Shaped Hole in my Heart
This is the one. This is the story that has been blocking all the other stories, a virtual plug. It’s a cold snowy Sunday in March and this ...
Thanks, Trauma! And also, Lint Rollers
Hey there! Again with the restart, eh? Yeah. Well, there’s a lot to unpack but today the urge to write absolutely pounced on me and I decide...
Walking, Reading, Writing
Are you there, blog world? Itsa me, Jenny. July 2022 is half over, the last time I sat here with this screen in front of me was approximate...
In This House
“In this house” LOL. If you’ve spent any time in groups for parents of college aged kids, you’ll see this phrase used a lot. Sometimes in ...
Little Ditty ‘Bout My Martini Glass
Ahhh. There it is. That’s my martini glass. THE martini glass. It’s a single solitary glass, not part of a set. I found it at a thrift sto...
Middle Aged Woman, Interuppted
Oh hey there! It’s been a minute, right? I know this is the part where I present the binder full of excuses, and fill you in on everything...
I really CAN quit you, Facebook!
Come sit next to me, little ones, while I regale you with the tale of Facebook. Oh! The days of yore when it was a seemingly benign place fo...
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