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Sweatpants & Parenting | That’s What She Said | When You Realize Your Kids are Sexist

May 17, 2017 // 0 Comments

“So, you’re saying that your presentation was more important than my concert?” asked my 12-year-old son at the dinner table one evening. My breath stopped. Everything [...]

Sweatpants & Sanity | Behind the Scenes of PTSD Parent: Erasing the Flinch

March 13, 2017 // 4 Comments

The Flinch has always been there. I first remember The Flinch when I was a junior in high school. My family imploded from years of alcoholism and abuse. I came forward, [...]

Nita Sweeney on Encouraging Words: Wisdom from Around the Web | Vol. 32
13 Jun 2019
Thanks to Saundra Goldman and Sweatpants and Coffee for including the quote from Depression Hates a Moving Target. I'm so excited folks are finding it inspiring. Be well!
on Sweatpants & Television | My Top 5 Episodes of The Twilight Zone
12 Jun 2019
As an avid reader, that one haunts me terribly.
on Sweatpants & Mental Health | Love What You Got
12 Jun 2019
I cannot express loudly enough how I relate to these worries but also bow down and praise you for your bravery in "the chair". It warms my heart that such a vulnerable position can lead to such profound relationships and thoughts on life!
on Sweatpants & Soul | Drinking Coffee in Diners
10 Jun 2019
I can remember being very young (3 or 4?), and my dad would feed me spoonfuls of his coffee, while my mother fretted that it would "stunt my growth". My younger sister liked to sample the creamer jars (glass way back then) at the Farm Shop. But I was ready for Dad's coffee. I still drink it the same way - not too light and just a little sweetning. And coffee. No flavors, no chocolate, just good old Java.
on Sweatpants & Soul | Drinking Coffee in Diners
09 Jun 2019
This a beautiful! Thank you for sharing your wonderful memories! Drink up young lady and eat the pie!!