I thought a year of bloating, stomach issues, heart palpitations, tinnitus, muscle pain, and generally feeling like crap was menopause. Plot twist: I removed myself from the constant stress and chaos, and suddenly… I feel fucking fantastic. Welcome to MEN-O-Pause—where I finally learned that sometimes your body knows someone is bad for you before your brain is ready to admit it.

Leaving isn’t always about anger. It’s about choosing peace, happiness, and a life that no longer feels one-sided. Funny how choosing peace seems to bother the people who thrive on chaos.

Olympic medals you never want to win

This week’s events included:

• A root touch-up that went full crime scene

• A treadmill vs. a gallon of paint (paint won)

• A skunk that chose violence before coffee

No sponsors. No training. No dignity.

Full podium recap in the blog.

If Washington hired a Project Manager instead of another “business genius,” the government would’ve reopened before lunch — and half of Congress would be on a performance improvement plan by dinner.

We don’t need another CEO with a slogan.

We need someone who can fix the mess, run a meeting, and actually deliver a result before the next news cycle.

Surgery update: What was supposed to be 3 hours turned into 6 (apparently my insides are… complicated), but my surgeon was a total badass…

Busy season, business trips, family camping… and now, surgery. This one’s got it all—travel wins, parenting chaos, and an unexpected orange-sized plot twist.

First night in Ireland—off from my work trip—was… memorable. The yurt wasn’t exactly the cozy “Pinterest Perfect” dream I had in mind, but the beach, the Guinness stew, and a perfectly timed Irish coffee more than made up for it. Full review below!

I’ve battled the scale, my hormones, and my grief. From secret donuts in parking lots to summiting Kilimanjaro, this journey has been anything but boring. I’m sharing the messy, honest truth about weight, menopause, and finally listening to my gut (literally). New blog post up now.

Plot twist I didn’t see coming: an 8cm tumor, a lot of Googling, and a crash course in perspective.

Latest Menopause Diary entry is up — a little scare, a lot of feelings, and still plenty of hope (and sarcasm).

Read it now and maybe hug your dog today.

Ever wonder what life looks like through the eyes of an English Bulldog? Snoozanne spills the kibble on her daily adventures—protecting the house from evil measuring tapes, demanding cheese ransoms, and perfecting the art of the bulldog sulk. Chaos, snoring, and side-eye guaranteed!