I was born into Red Sox Nation. Growing up in Boston, being a Red Sox fan is simply what you do – like breathing or drinking on St. Patty’s Day. So when the Red Sox won the World Series in 2004 after an 86 year drought it seemed…well, unnatural. Great but unnatural. And now this year to have […] Read more…
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Working Mother to DC: Put Your Big Girl Panties On And Get Back To Work!
So let’s just get it out there that I will probably offend you no matter what your political affiliation: Democrat, Republican, Libertarian, Anarchist (especially the anarchists – they take themselves way too seriously). I can’t be the only working mom out there who feels like DC is filled with a bunch of two-year-olds holding their […] Read more…
Girl Time – It’s Better Than Prozac
It’s been two weeks and I am still basking in the glow from a girls’ weekend with my closest high school friends. I am here to tell you that seventy-two hours of belly laughing will change your life for the better. You know, after the hangover subsides. As I boarded the plane at Logan Airport to head back […] Read more…
Lighten Up On Yourself
I’ve found that running with friends is less expensive than therapy. Having a whole hour to vent while your friends puffs along beside you nodding because she’s too out of breath to form complete sentences in response to you is a beautiful thing. Last week I was weirdly off my game for no reason. Could […] Read more…
Embracing Being a Girlie Girl…and a Professional Woman
When I was in pre-school my teacher took my mother aside and said, “Mrs. Winbourne, we play pretty intensely here at school – finger paint, playground time, play dough – and I just want to let you know that you really don’t need to send your daughter to school in dresses every day.” To which […] Read more…
Being a Mom…Always
Big week for the Cornings. Our first and third grade sons both started a brand new school and rode the bus for the first time. Ever. It was epic. It was the end of a chapter of their lives – going from a very small Montessori “cumbaya” environment to the great big local elementary school complete with its […] Read more…
I Am a Working Dog
“Working dogs make excellent pets as long as potential owners realize that these dogs must be given ‘work’ to do. Dogs that are not to be used for their original purpose must be trained from a young age and are best suited to active persons and families. Obedience training,dog sports, informal or novelty shows, and trial work are […] Read more…
Wanna Know a Secret?
Raise your hand if you own a copy of The Secret? Are you one of 19 million people who have read it, listened to it, or watched the movie version of it in one of the 46 languages it is available in? For those of you not raising your hand, the premise of The Secret franchise is […] Read more…
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 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…