My boys and I were hanging out at our friends house two weeks ago when tragedy hit. We had lost track of time (by “we” I mean me and by “lost-track” I mean I purposefully forgot to watch the clock – don’t judge) and weren’t going to be able to make it in time to see the […] Read more…
This is what my husband texted to me when my seven-year-old came home with his graded project. To be fair, it took a village. I spent a weekend researching online with my son the sorts of projects that he’d not only be interested in but didn’t involve too much complexity, then spent a day running […] Read more…
For my thirtieth birthday my husband bought me a set of golf clubs and lessons. Three months later I found out I was pregnant. I felt motherhood was more than enough of a new hobby to take up at the time. So unfortunately, those clubs spent the better part of the last decade sitting in […] Read more…
I am the only estrogen in my house. I have two sons, a husband, and two male rescue dogs. I’ve always prided myself that I am a good “boy mom.” This, in the stereotypical sense, means I can handle video games, sports, and dirt. This illusion came crashing down last summer when I showed my […] Read more…
I hate cockroaches. I’m not particularly squeamish about them, rather I hate them with every fiber of my being. Kind of like how Superman feels about Lex Luthor or Carrie Bradshaw feels about Payless ShoeSource. It all started when I was twenty-three-years-old I had my first big girl apartment in Washington DC. It was a […] Read more…
People collect all sorts of things: old cameras, beanie babies, first edition books, pottery, vintage record albums. I myself am a collector – though until several years ago I didn’t realize it. I felt a little like one of those hoarders you see on those terribly awesome reality shows, who when confronted about the mountains of debris piled […] Read more…
I am very anti this whole “working mom vs. stay at home mom” conspiracy. And when I meet the mean eighth-grade-girl who thought it up I’m going to thank her for single-handedly setting women back about a century. And by thanking I mean slapping. But as much as I like joining hands with my stay-at-home-sistas I have to […] Read more…
I am like a dog with a bone. Grrrr. Most of the time it’s a good thing – like when I go to the mat to service my clients or when I refuse to give up on finding time for date night with my husband. But I am self-aware enough to know that sometimes this personality […] Read more…
Okay my parents are going to absolutely kill me (yes I am a forty-year -old woman and I could potentially be grounded). But I’m willing to risk the consequences because I believe the message is just that important. To say my parents had a volatile and chaotic marriage early on would be the honest truth […] Read more…
I’m so all about girl-power. I love being a strong woman and I love seeing other strong women kicking ass and taking names. When I hear stories of young women like Malala Yousafzai and Emma Watson speaking out on behalf of the empowerment of women I get absolutely giddy. When Beyoncé belts out a song […] Read more…