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
Pssst...hey you! You still out there? I wanted to tell you what's happened. Do you see these babies? Ignore, if you would, that one of them may be trying to strangle the other...but do you see them? Those are my babies. Were. Are. They have dimples on the backs of their hands in this picture … Continue reading Betwixt and Between…
Kid: Hey - can we bake Slutty Brownies? Me: I don't care what you bake...just don't ever call them that again! Kid: What? Why?? Me: Because your brother is 10 and the last thing I need is him going to school using that word! He doesn't even know what it means!! Kid: Seriously? You have … Continue reading Just Don’t Call Them ‘Slutty’…
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.
I have a story to tell. I'm not sure why I feel like I need to tell it now. I think it's because, the other day, a friend of mine said, "You're someone I feel like I can trust with my story. I can trust you with what's in my head." And she told me … Continue reading My Story
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