Books to Blogs #16 Book: One Question A Day for Positivity Date: January 26, 2026 – “Who sees the best in you?” When I first read today’s question, my answer surprised me. Who sees the best in you? My answer was simple. Me. That wasn’t...
Last night, my husband was out of town on business, so I had all three of our dogs in bed with me, vying for prime position. The top spot is as close to the pillows and the top of the bed as possible. It’s a lot. They also like to try to steal my...
Why so many moms feel exhausted right now, and what to do instead of pushing harder If you feel tired right now, you are not imagining it. There is a reason your body feels heavy, your motivation feels low, and your nervous system feels like it has...
Deck to Page #16 Deck: Mindful Souls ‘Soul Bridges’ Category: Overcome = Let’s Talk about challenges and lessons Prompt: “Tell me about a time you surprised yourself with your resilience.” For a long time, I didn’t recognize my resilience...
I love my daughter. She is smart, hardworking, and never gives up. That being said, I worry she doesn’t have enough fun. She is a Chemical Engineering major. I can’t even fathom this. The workload she carries is nothing short of astounding. I was a...
After years of disputing my husband’s claims that Red Vines were medicinal, I guess my urging him to actually take care of himself for real finally sank in. This last year, he had orthotics made to correct his overpronation, he went to the...
There was a time when award shows felt like an event. Joan Rivers and Melissa Rivers, Fashion Police, all the commentary was sharp, funny, dramatic, sometimes ridiculous, and yes, shallow. But it was also playful, there was a wink to it, a sense...
Books to Blogs #15 Book: 3000 Unique Questions About Me Question #1925: “Did you ever dream of marrying a fictional character? Which one?” Looking back, I realize I had plenty of fairy tale romances running through my head as a kid. I think...
I hate AI. I simply don’t like the thought of it or anything about it. AI makes me glad I’m 53 and not 23, trying to start a career with a fucking journalism and Radio/Television degree. That would be virtually impossible. The robots are going to...
It was back to reality today. Back to hectic school mornings. I patted myself on the back again for the fact that I had cleaned out my youngest daughter’s lunchbox on the very first day of Christmas Break, instead of having to approach it two weeks...