Maybe it’s because I was raised by hippies. Learning protest songs before nursery rhymes must have had some deep and lasting impression on my psyche. But no matter how much I rebelled against my parents (and believe me they still question if I could in fact come from their gene pool) by going to work in finance for “the man,” or […] Read more…
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Strong Is The New Skinny
I hate lifting weights. Between my weak arms, the intimidating steroid pit at my gym, and you know the part where I actually have to lift the weights it just sends me over the edge. Luckily, my gym has a barbels class that I attend religiously (like lapsed-Catholic religiously) with my partner in crime – I mean my accountability […] Read more…
Family Rules!
Spring in Arizona is a slice of Eden. The weather is perfect, the Sonoran desert is in full bloom, and there’s not a cloud in the sky. So what person with half a mind and relatives in Arizona wouldn’t come for their own lovely spring break? We are lucky enough that every year like migrating […] Read more…
Why All Working Moms Need God
Let’s be clear that I am writing this post at 9:30 on a Sunday morning and I am totally blowing off church. Yes I am a sinner. A sinner raised by an atheist mother and a father who believes life after death is one long dirt nap. Interestingly enough it was my non-believer father who inspired […] Read more…
Sequestrapalooza and You
Politics, like most everything else in life, is made to seem way more complicated than it actually is. Mostly because if we just realized our nation’s capital is full of mean eight grade girls and brilliant nerds who still carry grudges against the “Big Man On Campus” we’d get a lot less worked up about the […] Read more…
Fighting With Your Partner – Normal and Healthy
About a century ago, when I was first married, I was chatting with another newlywed woman in our neighborhood and the subject of fighting came up. She proceeds to tell me that she had thought she and her husband would never fight. As I start to giggle because I think she is making a joke (I’m thinking this […] Read more…
It’s The Hap-Happiest Time of The Year – So Why Do I need Xanax?
I would like all the working mommies out there to stop what you are doing and take a deep cleansing breathe with me. That’s it, release to the universe all your worries and fears. Stop fretting about all the things you have no control over like delayed flights, inclement weather, unappreciative children, drunk guests at your […] Read more…
www.FatOldUglyAuPairs.com
Today finally realized a months long dream of mine. I’ve bought the website: FatUglyOldAuPairs.com Read more…
Coming Clean About House Cleaning
There is a strange phenomenon I’ve grown accustomed to while living in Arizona. Like clock-work, if I don’t clean the toilets every ten days a strange orange mold like film starts to coat the inner bowl. When I lived back East I wasn’t aware this orange film was even an option. I am pretty sure […] Read more…
E-X-H-A-U-S-T-E-D
I’ve come to the conclusion there is not enough caffeine in the Greater Phoenix area to keep me going this weekend. I have endured the trifecta of working mom skill set tests: husband out-of-town (for boys trip which does in fact make it exponentially harder to endure than boring business trip), three-day soccer tournament (all games being no less than […] Read more…