by Rhonda Rhea @RhondaRhea Sort it. Wash it. Fold it. Hang it. Repeat it, repeat it, repeat it, repeat it…infinitum. Statistics suggest we spend 40 minutes or so per day on laundry-related tasks. And I don’t have extra stats to back this up, but I’d estimate you add about three more…

by Rhonda Rhea @RhondaRhea “You must be at least this tall to ride this rollercoaster.” When I was a kid, I simply could…not…wait until I was finally, finally, tall enough to ride a rollercoaster. I’m a short chick, so by the time I reached that minimum height requirement, I was a…

by Rhonda Rhea @RhondaRhea The reason I was never Parent of the Year will shock some of you. It might even hurt your feelings a little. Because I’m pretty sure the biggest reason I never made the cut was that while my five kids were growing up, I never once made…

by Rhonda Rhea @RhondaRhea Someone asked me if I picked up on any theme words by the end of 2020. It probably doesn’t surprise anyone when I say that people tend to think of me as a wordy person. Not so much because I write a lot of them and read…

by Rhonda Rhea @RhondaRhea I’m always so sincere when I say I’m only going to eat one of your fries. Like, I really do believe it. I think I believe it right up until I grab that next fry. Most of the time, I don’t blame myself. Is it okay if…

by Rhonda Rhea @RhondaRhea I feel you should know that if you hand me a tennis racket, it’s already a pretend guitar. And though I’m not a hard-rocker, my pretend guitar only plays imaginary hard rock. No matter how incongruent that looks on me, I will play it. With eyes-closed and…