My husband stepped out the door and I kissed him good-bye as he headed to work. It wasn’t an unusual scene, but a new one. This particular day was his first heading back to work after the birth of our first child. I was starting a new job as well, as a mother, taking care of an entire human being that had no idea how to hold her head, move her hands with fine motor skills or even that she had hands at all.
I was home taking care of a... Read more
You wouldn’t think someone this adorable could cause any trouble.
And oh, you’d be wrong. And also a suckah.
I can remember sitting behind the recliner listening to the theme song from St. Elsewhere. I remember my mother, without looking back, yelling, “GO TO BED” and wondering how she even knew I was there. I was so quiet! The woman had eyes on the back of her head. She... Read more
I recently took a full time position with a fabulous design firm as their Director of Development. I work as a small team helping business reach their potential through an online presence that mimics their real life brand. We’re, what you call, all inclusive. Or “yer bitchez.” We answer to everything.
It’s a fabulous job, but it’s an adjustment. Life, though, is an adjustment. The older we get, the more we’ve adjusted and the more adjusting we do. Including our belt notches.
The children have been simply... Read more
In her head, “I think we should clean today. Organize. Maybe I’ll get on that vegetarian menu I wanted to try out this week.”
In his head, “TRAINS. TRAINS. TRAINNNNNNSNSSSSS.”
In her head, “Candy canes and mice and princesses and ballet and... Read more
Let’s take this a little further. I believe I’ve stumbled on to one of the basic tenants of the “WHY” portion of my weight-loss dilemma.
I like food.
Here’s where I get stubborn: French Women? Don’t get fat. They eat, the French eat, the Dutch eat, the Germans, mygod do they eat. But they don’t struggle with the same medical issues that we in the US do. I do believe on one hand it’s a simple solution: Calories in vs Calories out. But there is... Read more
I started this post a while back, before Christmas, when I was beginning to analyze the correlation to my heavier times and having the “winter blues”. I wanted to have a nice sit-down with myself and really talk about how and why my body isn’t changing and why I’m unable to do the things I used to or look the way I think I do. All of this occurred before these ladies started discussing things like being plus-size vs working hard at... Read more
I wish I had something to say. Profound. Light.
A sparkle of words to twinkle in the windows of our crowded condo community.
But I don’t.
Instead I have shadows and early sunsets and evenings of lists not completed.
I have children to attend to. A house to keep.
Clients to say good-bye to. Friends to... Read more
Twitter is known for being the place of ideas. And if it’s not then it should be. The Following is a run down of how I committed, and drug a few other mom bloggers in with me, to run a 5K in San Francisco in May.
It was the perfect temp
not a cloud in the sky
The mister took the kids
so maybe perhaps that I
could get in a run
for my new resolution
it wasn’t too cold
it was a perfect solution
I started out great
the wind in my hair
my feet on the gravel
a glorious affair
Then came a rumble
which turned in to fear
My mind raced
“Is there a toilet near?”
I stared in to miles
without any hope
There was no way to stop
I’d just have to cope
So off I did... Read more
This is how my vacation has gone thus far:
Things I plan to do today
- Some work for Catapult’s end days.
- Bake some bread
- Organize the copious amounts of shit in our house for the impending move.
- Do some laundry
- Clean the bathrooms
- organize the office stuff before the start of the new year
Things I actually do in a day
- Play Mario Kart
- Take a nap
I impress with my skills.
We’ve... Read more