The Chevelle, in its natural habitat. It’s June. This means all kinds of stuff is in store, like the last day of school, the first day of summer and, of course, Father’s Day. I got to thinking about Dad stuff the other day, as I was driving with my oldest. He said, “Hey Mom, look at that cool car!” I said, “Yep, looks like a Chevelle. That’s a nice one.” Quizzical amazement passed across his face as he asked how I knew so much about different types of cars. Apparently, my ability to identify something he hadn’t seen before makes me an expert. I told him, “I don’t know, I guess…

But, really, it’s Facebook’s fault. Here’s a giant dust bunny!! I assign chores to my children, but am terrible at consistently enforcing their completion! Yay! Long before the election, the unexpected outcome or the contentious inauguration, we were already traipsing down the path of chaos, thanks to The Zuck Behind The Curtain. How soon we forget. On the off-chance that this theory holds even a drop of water, I’ll share a recent rant and a plan for action. TL;DR: I’ve gone off the deep end & blame Facebook for our current socio-political climate & vow revenge, in the mommest way possible. So, here’s what’s up, Facebook. We had a deal.…