I am SO a morning person. One day last week, while driving my children to a doctor’s appointment I had conveniently (for me anyway) scheduled at 7:45 a.m., my son commented out of the blue, half-dozing, half awake. “I just don’t know why you do that.” Hank is in tenth grade. “I just don’t know […]Read More Reach Up For the Sunrise
I think it’s always important to be honest. So, true to my word, I should tell you at the outset, there will be nothing of particular significance shared in this post. Basically I’m just trying to kill some time until my kids wake up. Recently, my daughter and I went to the mall to […]Read More I Like My Face Better Naked
I’ve always struggled a bit with standing up for myself. It wasn’t because I didn’t believe I’m worth it or that in theory I disagree with the idea. It’s that I just wasn’t raised that way. I didn’t even realize it was an option. So when I got these emails from Isabella, a girl in […]Read More She-Power and the Hand-Held Hair Dryer
This photo was recently posted on a friend’s facebook page. My response was JOY! There is no other word to describe the fullness of this little girl’s expression (or the camel’s for that matter. :)) But truthfully, I feel as if even joy doesn’t describe it completely. I feel this photo more than I think […]Read More Words Don’t Work Here
I am in New York. I am on the 10th floor of an old building. I am in my friend’s apartment. I hear a horn. Squeaky brakes. Another horn. More horns. A siren. A loud engine. Someone is yelling. My daughter is with me. She is sipping hot chocolate. Today we wandered the streets. There […]Read More I am in New York
The older I get the more child-like I become. I’m convinced that 50…is the new 8. Heck, 40 is the new 8. Forty (and up) used to seem old. I am not old. Old people do not wear red cowboy boots. Old people do not dance in the car. Old people do not do carwheels for no apparent reason. I do […]Read More Fifty is the New Eight.
The music invasion into our home was slow, but steady. It started with the radio…mundane bleeped out pop music that, only a few years ago, occasionally mingled the word S**t or N***a into the lyrics. How we got to where I am today is a bit like gaining weight slowly. I didn’t see it happening, coming or even know […]Read More Technology Takedown