Monthly Archives: October 2013

There Are No Umbrellas. Or School Photos.

It’s a rainy Halloween, which means I was up early ironing hair and painting on mouse noses and finding money for the Halloween dance and packing lunches that no one is going to eat and finding white tights and convincing Canadian children to wear their coats over their costumes and…

Why My GPS And I Are In a Fight: A Very Stubborn Tale

I come from good, strong stubborn stock. From pretty much every side of my family. And as a gift, I have passed it along to 2.5 of my children. The jury is still out on the boy, but the girls are just about as stubborn as they come. For the…

There’s No Place Like Home—Office

It’s not even halfway finished, but I decided that very early this morning was the perfect time to officially move into my new office. I’m full of bedhead and wearing only the remnants of yesterday’s mascara. I haven’t even had coffee yet, but I don’t even care because I’m sitting…

Hot Dogs Or Legs

I don’t wear a watch. I haven’t worn once in several years—probably since I got my first smartphone. This will interest exactly not one person, I realize. But it’s funny, this not wearing a watch thing. Because it’s only when you are taken out of your normal routine and environment…

The Birds and The Boat

Just a few short weeks ago I was telling you about stepping out of my comfort zone, and how it could be something small, like the week I was going to spend tech-free at the beyond beautiful Jade Mountain resort in St. Lucia. No really. BEYOND. The view from my…

Why I May Never Shower Again

It’s no secret that I am terrified to shower when I am home alone. I have mentioned the three things I will assume happens when I dare derobe and have the audacity to clean myself. The first is this: I always assume that there’s something at the door from UPS…

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