As I’ve gotten older, I’ve begun to realize that my dad’s favorite mantra, “Sometimes it’s easier to ask for forgiveness than permission” really is true. I find this particularly applies well to my Facebook Marketplace finds. Though they have made...
Becoming a wife and mom is a journey that changes us in ways we didn’t even know were possible. It reshapes our perspectives, our priorities, and, interestingly, our views on the characters we grew up watching on TV and in movies. Remember...
In a recent session with my therapist, he said, “I like our sessions, Angela. You put in the work.” This perplexed me. Do people pay this much for therapy and not put in the work? Apparently so, according to my doc. Crazy. Ha! See what I did there...
When you ask your kids “So, How was school?” these days, you had better be prepared for the answer. My daughter, Tessa, went today already knowing that this morning would be Part 2 of a rally her high school was calling “Every 15 Minutes,” which is...
It’s that time of year again: The time of my husband, Justin’s, annual trip to watch Spring Training for baseball in Arizona while I stay home with the kids on a supposed “Staycation,” managing things, doling out warmly welcomed life-lessons, as is...
Over the last year or so I have developed a bit of an obsession. It started with people climbing Mt. Everest. Crazy. However, it has evolved and now includes thru-hiking and all great feats involving walking. Lucky for me there is no shortage of...
There’s something magical about music’s ability to bridge gaps—gaps across generations. Recently my sister, daughters, and myself went on a girls’ night out to an Olivia Rodrigo concert. Started out car ride a few hours...
I’ve lost track of how many damn streaming services I now subscribe to. The worst part is, I watch very little TV. However, in the event I really do want to watch something it seems like it is always on a service I don’t have. So, I subscribe and...
Recently I was on the phone with one of my besties. The topic of conversation turned to music and we started listing our favorite albums. Notice I said albums. Yes, I’m old. I fear with music streaming we are losing the concept and art form that is...
For weeks I’ve caught her wiggling that tooth out of the corner of my eye. My daughter Paige, now 12 years old, is nearing the end of her gap-toothed smiles. But this one tooth seems hesitant to go, and I’ve been telling her I’ll pull it for her, as...