lizzieg
Hi, I’m Lizzie and you could say…I’m a little wild at heart. I’ve tried on a lot of different jobs, a lot of different towns-but now I’m home. I absolutely love KC. I have my own business, Lizzie Scribbles LLC, where I offer a complete range of writing, editing, and virtual assistance services. My partner, Greg, and I live in Independence with our 3 children – Grayson (11), Kase (10) and Adria (9). We love music, hiking, cooking, and family date nights.
Tooth Loss Traditions Around the World
Losing teeth is a rite of passage. I remember losing my two front teeth in excitement - just for them to be replaced by...
Codependence vs. Interdependence: An Exploration of Healthy Dependency in Love
Hey lovebirds. It’s Valentine season and my mind has been circling around and around, contemplating how my experiences have shaped my beliefs about how...
Surprise of the Season: How Winter Won’t Make me SAD
Pre-pandemic, when it came to winter the cold DEFINITELY bothered me anyway. I dreaded the winter months and would trudge through them dreaming of the...
Bringing Back the Summer Bucket List
Leading up to summer 2020, I was full of good intentions. I had recently taken an interest in bullet journaling and maintaining several different...
Gender & Expectations: Living in the Neutral Zone
Tutu girl.
That’s what my son told me a bully at school called him. It was pajama day and he wanted to wear hot pink...
Weathering a Pandemic When You Have Depression
Depression. My comfy old companion. Like a rainy, grey-painted world outside my window every day when I wake up. A big blanket I keep...
Being a Mom When You’re Bad with Kids
How to explain the struggle of being a mom when you're bad with kids... Have you seen the SNL skit with Kristen Stewart where...
Tips for Being an Effective Work-at-Home Mom (WAHM)
My toes were so cold I couldn’t feel them, and my fuzzy socks were doing no good whatsoever. I looked at the slide deck...
The Dolly Parton’s Stampede Family Fun-Filled Experience
“Mom? Am I allowed to do this?!” My son grinned from ear-to-ear as he tore into his own tender, whole rotisserie chicken.
I had experienced...
