I remember sitting in a junior level communications class at UMass Amherst in 1995 when one of my classmates declared that her goal was to be an MTV VJ. I was like, “say what?” I remember thinking that is the most ridiculous thing I’ve ever heard anyone say. But in retrospect I get it. When […] Read more…
I turned forty recently. I’m not one of those freaks who dreads each birthday but my forties have definitely been different. There has been one shift in my forty-year-old-thinking that is so seemingly trivial it is embarrassing to admit. Because of all the terrible things in this world that I should be concerned about, I […] Read more…
I have to hand it to them – Congress has balls. Big ones. I don’t know whether to be furious or jealous that they have the cojones to threaten to not do their jobs for nearly an entire year. Part of me is like “heeeyyyy, that is crazy bad,” and the other part of […] Read more…
have two sons, two rescue dogs and a husband. I am the only living thing producing estrogen in my house. Up until recently I had managed to keep the hormonal balance pretty even—or so I thought. My illusion came crashing down around me two years ago when I showed my son a picture of a […] Read more…
As 2015 fades in the rearview mirror I’ve been experiencing a general feeling of foreboding. So like any educated modern day person with a problem I turned to Google and searched “unexplained sense of foreboding.” According to the search results I either possess the power of Clairsentience (the ability to feel emotions or physical sensations […] Read more…
My parents are my saviors when it comes to helping me with my children. They pick them up twice a week from school, are always up for babysitting duty and school vacations – they have them covered. I swear I’m not trying to suck up to them (okay maybe a little) but they are seriously […] Read more…
In the year of a working mother I’d say December is the equivalent of competing in an Ironman triathlon. Holiday cards, family photo shoots for the holiday cards which require hour of shopping for coordinating but not matchy-matchy outfits, decorating the house, holiday parties, cookie bakes, presents – for friends, for family, for kids, for […] Read more…
I hate shopping. I’ve always hated shopping. My mother is basically a professional shopper (that woman has never met a sale that didn’t have her name on it) and didn’t accept the fact her only daughter hated shopping until I was twenty-five. It was a tough day for her – sorry to disappoint ya mom! […] Read more…
I was grabbing dinner items in Safeway Friday night with my youngest when out of habit I checked my Facebook feed while standing in line to check out. There were several posts that read: “Praying for Paris,” “My heart aches for Paris, “or some version of those sentiments. And of course I knew. Common sense […] Read more…
I ran a 200 miles relay race as part of a twelve person team this week. I slept a total of three hours in 36 hours – and I’m being generous here. Even this meager amount of sleep was possible only because one of my superpowers is that I can fall asleep anywhere, anytime, under any […] Read more…