In the car on my way to drop my sons at camp I heard on NPR that a critical portion of DOMA had been struck down. I let out a squeal of joy and started tearing up. My sons in the back seat of course wanted to know what the heck all the fuss was about. So I […] Read more…
June 2013 archive
Sleeping Like Michael Jackson
Mama said there’d be days like these – or in my case a month. Really, do I deserve a pity party any more than the next working mom? I mean is my crazy month all that special – two trips away from home (one business one for fun to be fair), end of school year […] Read more…
I Married Well
For me, being a working mom is existing in a constant state of managed chaos. Two small son, plus two rescue dogs, plus demanding career, plus – you know – life in general equals a daily nail-biting existence. And, yes, I am insane because I wouldn’t change a thing about it. And I seemingly hold it together […] Read more…
I Have Thirty-Nine Years; Thank you Holly Fischer.
There’s nothing like experiencing your birthday and the death of a friend in the same week to make you reexamine, well, you know, everything. And it’s not just any birthday or any friend. Thirty-nine is like the numeric equivalent of sort of pregnant. I’ve been telling friends that I’d like to just skip thirty-nine because eight […] Read more…