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…
Do you know someone who is the just sweetest nicest person in the world? Someone who never has a bad word to say about anyone, possesses limitless amounts of patience, and when you ask them for a favor they truly mean it is no problem at all? Usually this person teaches third grade or is […] 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…
I am an unapologetic privileged white woman. And I’ve worked really hard to become one. I am the daughter of two hippie parents so money was never easy to come by – it just wasn’t that important. It also meant I grew up in the tough inner city so my hippie parents could revitalize the […] 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…
Do you remember Flo from Mel’s Diner? If I ordered a greasy breakfast at Mel’s and while taking my order Flo called me “honey” that would be just fine by me. Because she called everyone honey. But if I’m at one of the nicest restaurants in town, at a table full of men, at what […] 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…