We missed an important email, and showed up late to indoor soccer this week. My 11 year old, Paige, looked at me with heavy disappointment. Her love of soccer is almost all she knows. I apologized to her, and checked my spam folder. Still not sure...
Every time I hear the words Blue Monday my mind goes to the song Blue Monday by the band New Order, the lyrics are kind of fitting too, “How does it feel to treat me like you do?” If you live in parts of the United States January is a...
On the very same day that I’d set aside to haul my currently immobilized husband into his first postop shower, I learned that my daughter’s reptile, Yeti the leopard gecko, also needed a bath. Why am I bathing husbands and lizards? Just pure luck...
As I have mentioned numerous times, I hate the winter. Each year when I’m all up in it, I try very hard to find one or two redeeming qualities about this horrible season to help get me through. One of my favorite winter treats to myself is a toasty...
I’m sure it was because he was over hearing us go back and forth about it. My girls have grown tired of me always wanting to take photos of them. The fifteen year old will almost certainly be rolling or closing her eyes with her arms crossed in the...
Award season is upon us again. From the Golden Globes, Grammy’s, SAG, Emmy’s, The Oscars and so many more. Growing up I loved watching all of the award shows and I loved watching the red carpet arrivals even more. As a product of the...
In case my family looks at me with those confused expressions again when I say I am tired, might I present this as a short memoir; As a “cave drawing” of sorts. Somehow, my level of exhaustion never feels like a factor to them, even though they...
I enjoy the holidays. I’m not in love with them like some folks, but I usually get into the spirit of the season. That being said, I have never wanted to put up my tree before Thanksgiving and when it is over, I want the tree gone within a week...
The festive season has drawn to a close, and as the decorations come down, many find themselves grappling with a sense of post-holiday blues. The transition from the joyous celebrations to the routine of daily life can be challenging, but it’s...
Let me start by apologizing to all my yoga teaching and loving friends. I’m so jealous. I want to love yoga with all my heart. Over the course of 20-plus years, I have tried numerous live classes, DVDs and internet yoga programs. When I’m done, I...