Jen Merrill's Blog
April 14, 2026
Sunrise, Sunset
I’ve long said that time has no meaning, but today? Hoooooboy. Time is truly bereft of worth this fine day.
Why is this?
Because today, the wee babe who made me the mom I am today, the lil kid who kept me on my toes, the young adult working on launching into the world…that person is 25 today.
I am far too young to have a 25-year-old child. I say this because I am all of 17 years upon this earth, a delicate flower of innocence and charm, far too lovely to have a full grown-ass adult as ...
April 1, 2026
Effort upon exhausting effort
A couple weeks ago I posted this on Threads:

As you can see, the metrics indicate I hit a nerve.
Everyone I know is struggling. I literally cannot think of a single person who is not hurting, just trying to get through the days, wishing for something to look forward to, wanting life to ease up for a second. Instead we get daily trauma dumps and horrors done in our name. Every day is harder than the one before, and the gears of my coping mechanisms are starting to rust and stutter.
...March 25, 2026
Get in the parade, again
When I was in middle school, my band director gave us all some life advice that’s stuck with me ever since. Sometimes it’s stuck like a prickly burr between my toes and won’t come loose, but stuck nonetheless.
“Get in the parade; don’t let the parade pass you by.” 


He was encouraging us to get involved in life, not to stand on the sidelines and watch, but to dive in and have experiences. And lo, how I have done th...
March 23, 2026
The abyss and you
Photo by Yaopey Yong on UnsplashYes, hello. I am here to scream into the abyss.
Sorry ma’am, abyss is closed for maintenance.
Uh, I paid for unlimited access, no restrictions whatsoever. The super duper ultimate no-holds-barred, I raised two G2e kids, I’m the gooey center of the sandwich generation, constant midlife crisis, the world is fucking ending, perimenopause can go consume a satchel of Richards, full open bar 24/7/365(6) access. Get the hell outta my way, I have an abyss to fil...
March 20, 2026
Band Music Friday: Holst’s First Suite

One of the few, and I mean VERY few (as in this is the only one), things I miss about teaching through Covid was introducing new wind band music to my students. Every day, without fail, I started class with the Band Piece of the Day. It started as a way to create some sort of structure as well as kill 3-30 minutes of class time. Hey, no side eye...
March 17, 2026
Burnout in 4D
Photo courtesy of GratisographyLast week I was featured on the Hopelessly Gifted podcast, chatting about giftedness and parenting and burnout. I’ve marinating in burnout for so long that I’m mentally and emotionally wrinkly. I originally wrote this post over on Substack last October before I was laid off; I think I may have written part of it over the summer. I dunno, time has no meaning and the rules are made up. Things are definitely better now, but hooooooboy it was touch and go there for aw...
March 12, 2026
Still Laughing at Chaos

Twenty years I opened a browser window and started writing the blog that became Laughing at Chaos. It was the era of mommy bloggers (lord do I loathe that term) and I fell in love with writing for the first time since picking up a flute at age 9. What started with random musings soon became a blog on parenting neurocomplex twice-exceptional kids. Laughing at Chaos led to a book, If This is a Gift, Can I Send It Back?, which led to presentations and keynotes and becoming quite well-known in ...
August 26, 2024
I want my word back
When I started this here blog, way back in The Year of Our WTF 2006, it had a different name. It worked until I was tired of seeing the word never in the title. Too negative, it wore on me, …
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January 1, 2024
Don’t let the door hit ya where the good lord split ya
Usually on New Year’s Eve Day I’m nostalgic for the year about to end, remembering the good days and hoping I’d done right by my time on the earth. Not yesterday. Much like 2011, 2023 can fuck right off and …
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February 28, 2023
Bye Bye Birdie
I left Twitter.
That's it. That's the post.
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