Dictionary.com defines a hot mess as "a person or thing that is spectacularly unsuccessful or disordered, especially one that is a source of peculiar fascination". Thank God. Because I was afraid that I was inadvertently calling myself hot.
Treat your body as if it belongs to someone you love very much. That's what she said. And I thought about it all day. And then I started to think...what if...not just your body? What if you treated yourself as you would someone that you love very much? Beyond working out or eating the egg … Continue reading The Wisdom of the Peloton
Dear Moms, Some Dads, Busy People and Anyone-Raised-in-a-Religious-Tradition-that-is-Heavy-on-the-Guilt, I had an epiphany the other day. In church. Which sounds like exactly what is supposed to happen in church, right? Except maybe not this kind. I already wasn't in a very churchy state of mind, if I'm being honest. I'd left one particularly huffy child at … Continue reading An Open Letter to the Guilty Among Us…
A few weeks ago, I told a story here. I'd actually written it back in October. I couldn't tell you, really, why I decided it was time to share now. But it felt like it was...and so I did. And then I heard back. I heard from quite a few of you. Some of you … Continue reading About Your Stories…Thank you.
It took Snapchat to turn me into my mother. I use Snapchat sometimes...because I have friends who had been wondering their entire lives what I'd look like with a bird beak or tiger spots...and I can remedy that for them. Their lives are that much fuller now, and they owe it all to me. (And … Continue reading How Snapchat Will Lead to the Downfall of Civilization (I’m KIDDING!! But I do have some thoughts…)
A friend gave me this book a couple of weeks ago. When I looked at the title, You Are A BadAss, the first thing I thought was, "nah...I'm just a regular ass..." But the first thing I said was "thank you". And I might've gotten a little misty...because I tend to do that when someone … Continue reading Why Yes…I Think You Are
So...here's how it was supposed to work: I would go back to work full time. I would be so efficient in my use of time and manage to balance all the things. The house would shine, meals would be timely and nutritious and I would be so supportive and loving that the children would find … Continue reading Back to Work: The Reality Check
For what it's worth, I had no idea. But my kids filled me in. Apparently, I have RBF. The worst part was way the news was delivered. It was completely matter of fact. No one's even mad at me. Well....I'm pretty sure no one's mad at me. You can usually tell with teenagers. So it … Continue reading My RBF Afflication
Hey...younger mamas...got a sec? I've been reading and hearing some angst about a birthday that seems to be LOOMING for some of you and I wanted to speak a little truth for your ears. I'm talking about the big quadra-decade marker...40. Now, I'm a little bit on the other side of it, but I remember … Continue reading Don’t Worry…Your 40’s Won’t Suck
I have no idea what they ate today. EXCEPT for the 10 year old and his friend. They had giant waffle cones with about 5 scoops of ice cream in them for lunch. I know because I stopped at the ice cream stand with them on their way home from school. And then I shooed … Continue reading I Have No Idea What They Ate Today (A Slacker Mom’s Guide to Summer)