Things may feel inversely spiritual and absolutely the opposite of peaceful as it becomes essential to see the value in disconnection. Contrary to the usual ‘we are all one’ mantras that fly around when it comes to self-development in a world full...
I may be becoming dependent on apps. In my defense, many on my devices are practical and help make life just a little easier. I’m also a fan of apps for self-improvement. There are certain apps you just have to have on your phone. I mean, seriously...
“But, we don’t need another dog.” I knew that’s what he’d say. My husband, Justin, wasn’t raised around animals the way that I was. They don’t feel vital to survival to him the way they do to me. When our then 15 year old daughter, Alena, showed me...
I’m very grateful I don’t have much of a sweet tooth. I’m often perplexed by my husband’s need for nightly ice cream. I eat ice cream maybe once or twice a year. He will also eat the hell out of some brownies, cookies, cake, pie or anything with...
Prepare to get weird as this week, chatty planet of communication and thoughts, Mercury, moves into the oddball sign of Aquarius. Expect the unexpected no matter your sign, as a letter, text message or email arrives to test or even bless you! Aries;...
“If my life weren’t funny it would just be true, and that is unacceptable.” This is my all-time favorite quote and how I approach my life. These wise words were said by the late, great Carrie Fisher. Carrie was a ray of sunshine and honesty. I miss...
I have a confession to make. I *may have* just used my five day leftover butternut squash soup as personal taco leverage by asking my husband, Justin, to pick up Mexican food on his way home from work for us all (since I don’t want to cook) and then...
Astrology is made up of so many big events and movements involving ‘this’ planet or ‘that’ star and even some unheard-of-before comets and asteroids, that it can be hard to keep track of them all. However, one of the more commonly known dances in...
I’ve stuck my toe into the organizational nightmare of cleaning my basement garage. No one but myself and my husband goes into this space. We try to avoid it at all costs. However, it is a true embarrassment. I don’t want to die and people find this...
If my daughter Paige’s genetic ties to me were ever in question, one would need to look no further than the fancy candy store in the next town, and keep an eye on what she gets when given the opportunity to choose something; The rest of any given...