It all started with a sore throat… Sounds like a 2020 dystopian novel, doesn’t it? Rest assured, it’s not. There are no barren cityscapes or dust-filled horizons in this story. But there is sickness. There is fear. There is confusion. Because this is 2020…

If I’m being honest with you, I don’t even remember what I was mad about. I’m sure, given the time (read: quarantine) it was something inane, something mildly annoying on a normal day yet downright excruciating on a quarantine one. But I really can’t remember…

I am and always will be a daddy’s girl. Not only do we share the same face (seriously, we look like face twins) but we also are very similar in personality. My dad, a man of few words, understands me and I understand him. He…

  I’m pretty sure that all 3 of my children still believe in Santa Claus. I say “pretty sure” because I recognize that there is a very distinct possibility that my oldest knows the truth but is afraid to admit it for fear of losing…

This probably doesn’t need repeating, as it’s not something I’ve been shy about at all, but I turned 40 this year. The BIG 4-0. Four decades young–that’s me. I do not hold this fact back. I am not coy about my age nor do I…

We’re knee-deep in Spring Break madness over here in North Texas, and unlike most years past the BurntToast family is sitting tight and not traveling. Instead, choosing to create a “staycation” for the record books. We’ve already hit the park and the petting zoo, played…

There is this road in our town that I happen to frequent roughly twenty times a day. Not by choice. It’s a main drag, one that my neighborhood happens to be situated directly next to. For whatever reason, be it urban planning, proximity or just…

If I had to describe my personal style it would be “lazy chic.” Or, if I’m being more precise, just lazy. I have a uniform and I like to stick with it because, well, I’m lazy. I am a grey t-shirt and jeans girl. My…

I’m going to preface this post by saying this is not the story I intended to share. I had a whole other post which may or may not see the light of day prepared. But then the world went topsy turvy and nothing light and…

It’s right around this time of the school year where I almost completely check out. I wrote about it last year (Read HERE) and if you know me personally, you also know this to be true. There’s something about the grind of the school year…