I love books. I love reading them. I love the way they feel. I even love the way they smell...yes, I'm not ashamed to say I've sniffed my share of books. Specifically, I love hardcover books. There's something about holding a big, heavy hardcover on your lap that makes you feel like you're doing something… Continue reading My Secret Book Fetish
So now that my folks have moved across town, to what I consider the tip of the earth, there's no more "pop in," no more "see you in a few minutes" - no, our time has to be planned now. We have to schedule places to meet, because you know..neither one of us wants to… Continue reading My Morning with Mom
I don't like to watch the news. I don't like my happy world interrupted by death, political posturing, kidnapping and natural disasters. I don't like knowing what insurmountable pain surrounds us, all over the world. I'm crazy like that. Growing up in my suburban home, I simply don't recall such bad news. I don't seem… Continue reading The World Today…It’s Not The 80s.
My son has a project due in a few days. He has to recreate a Trireme. If y'all aren't currently taking 7th grade History class, it's a devastating warship which permitted Athens to build her maritime empire and dominate the Aegean in the 5th century BCE. (Thank you, Google.) He's had weeks to prepare and… Continue reading Sawdust & Memories
I love my kids so much, it hurts - so when I have an epic fail as a mom, like, epic fail...it wrecks me. Today, was an epic fail day. And it's not even 8 a.m. My oldest has been struggling with his grades. I could make excuses and tell you it's because he's got… Continue reading Having an Epic Fail Day
I've been thinking about how insane things feel right now. It seems you can't say anything, do anything or be anything without someone being offended. Bullying. Cyber Bullying. Exploitation of kids, women...black lives matter, blue lives matter...shouldn't everyone matter? For the past few nights my daughter has been crying because of a hoax that was… Continue reading Missing the Good Old Days…
I own a small business. Well, not as small as it was 6 years ago, but small nonetheless. Small in the sense that I write down every online sale on a piece of white-lined notebook paper, and type up every single invoice, adding a personalized thank you to each customer. I print off every shipping… Continue reading She Can’t Get No Satisfaction
So, I made a list this morning. After yesterday's chocolate induced coma, I decided to jump back on the healthy horse and start eating right again. I don't want a double chin. I don't want to wear pants with elastic waists and tops that look like tablecloths. I need to do this. I gotta do… Continue reading I Can Do It? Can I? Can I really?
So I've been trying to lose weight. What else is new. Bad enough there are five birthdays in February to celebrate...mine included, but Valentine's Day too? February sucks for losing weight. And once you've opened the door to a piece of cake, the others want to enter. Bring on the cupcakes, chocolates, and all things sweet… Continue reading Why February Hates Me
Valentine's Day always brings me back to senior year in high school, and the smell of carnations. We had a school store, and on Valentine's Day, there were buckets and buckets of red, white and pink carnations to be purchased for $1. I remember walking by them, hoping that I would be the recipient of… Continue reading The Red Carnation