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
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
It's Spring. For many of us, that means sports. For some of us (particularly those of us with an unrelenting belief that there are more than 24 hours in a day, and inflated perception of our own ability to be in multiple places at the same time OR a particularly high-energy kid who we are hoping … Continue reading Leave Your Chair At Home…A Parent’s Guide to Spring Sports
You know that thing where you take someone's head off? Like...clean off their shoulders? And you feel completely justified about it too...in that smug defender-of-the-universe and righter-of-wrongs way that feels so deeply satisfying? And then....
Last night I went to tuck my son in. Tuck him back in, actually. For the third time. The first goodnight kiss had happened about an hour before. And then...
"Wow! We really screwed things up for ourselves with this whole 'Women's Lib' thing!!" That's what she said. And I took there, slack-jawed in the kitchen, wanting to argue, but not even knowing where to start.
Are you familiar with Dante's 8th Circle of Hell? I'm pretty sure it's fraud. Also, I think I may have visited it today. So...sometimes, in this life, you receive an email asking you to come in for a job interview. You weigh the pros and cons and you kindly decline...on the grounds that the … Continue reading Surviving Dante’s 8th Circle: A Job Interview Gone Wrong
I need you to know that when I hear you utter words "my child would never", I feel a jolt of terror shoot down my spine. First of all, I admire your confidence. Kudos. That's pretty impressive. I do not have that. Instead, my poor kids are bearing the brunt of my (slightly) wayward youth. … Continue reading The Perfect Child – A Fairytale
This little gem? It's one of a series of Toilet Paper Roll Art that I've been creating in my upstairs kid-bathroom-turned-studio. (You didn't know that was a thing did you? Not to toot my own horn, but I'm pretty sure I've created a new genre.) I'm not sure why the kids can't master the changing of … Continue reading We’re (Not) On A Roll….