by Missy Stevens | Family, Whatever
We’re on week two of a stomach bug at my house. Three-quarters of us have been hit, one person every three or four days. My fourth grader, who we’ll call Patient Zero, had a mild case. No big deal, I thought. Four days later, I nearly died, followed in...
by Missy Stevens | Family, Whatever
In the summer of 2005 I was pregnant, but didn’t know it yet. I was in Minneapolis-St. Paul for a family wedding, and all I could think about was taking a nap. And then another nap. I assumed I was dying, though in the back of my mind I knew I could be growing a...
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by Missy Stevens | Tries New Things, Whatever
How to Make a Wreath in 40 Easy Steps (Alternate title: Stupid Pinterest, Stupid Crafts, Stupid Hot Glue Guns. Stupid, Stupid, Stupid.) Step 1: Start a new Pinterest account. The old one is full of inspirational quotes and complicated recipes. This new account will be...
by Missy Stevens | Whatever
I like to think I’m friendly and neighborly and blah, blah, blah, people like me. Of course I learned a long time ago that not everyone is going to like me. I got real comfy with the idea that four out of five dentists/all the people will not agree I’m an...
by Missy Stevens | Whatever
I’ve got a bone to pick with, well, everyone and everything. Oh, you know what you did. Do you ever feel this way? If not, move along, because we can’t be friends. You’re lovely, but honestly, you never get irrationally angry at the entire world? The...
by Missy Stevens | Food, Whatever
Piper is 17 months old, and good decisions aren’t her forte. She knows she’s not supposed to dig in the yard, but the dirt is so dig-able. She knows she’s not supposed to rip her beds to shreds, but, yeah, we average a new bed every seven weeks. At...
Lapsed homemaker. Looking to hire a full-time housekeeper who will work for the sheer joy of a job well done and free coffee. Interested parties, DM please. 
