Dependence Days
The most lovely thing to happen this week was the moment where Abigail opted – nay, demanded – to stay nestled in my arms, head rested against my shoulder. Twice. Within 30 seconds. My child has never been a cuddler. It is not really in her DNA. My father has forever been saying that since…
Week’s End of Operation Remove the Stick Out of My Rear
Thanks for all the great comments this week. I really appreciate them. Here’s the thing: I’m too old to apologize for how I am, you know? I was sitting on my back porch with my sister last night and somehow started talking about the family chores list we had when we were growing up and…
Easing Up
The best advice I’ve received on dealing with being in a funk is to practice radical self-care, whatever that looks like. For me in the past (and sometimes still in the present if it really calls for it), that’s usually translated into mainlining a bag of chips. The more potato-y, the better. Oftentimes it’s been…
Operation Remove the Stick Out of My Rear
I have been an intolerable basket case for days now. My mood went south last week after a particularly challenging week at work. Nothing monumental, as far as work-related stress goes, but enough that my brain was solely preoccupied with work, and how I would tackle a few items, and for whatever reason it’s all…
Little feat
We went away to Michigan City this past weekend, four days with Scott’s Dad, stepmom, three stepbrothers and their families. It’s a fun-filled few days of sun and kids and carbohydrates and fats in forms you’d not normally consume. When packing Abigail’s things, I stopped short when I noticed the wear patterns forming on her…
Picture perfect
Today started out like a total shitshow. Literally. Because not all of you are parents…no, wait. Let me take that back. Because none of you are as disgusting as perhaps I am in the sharing of your family’s most personal digestive issues, I won’t go into the details of what awaited me and Scott once…
Pillars, schmillars
In hindsight, picking last year a few “themes” to focus on in my life and my blog seemed a bit adventurous. And sort of silly. Presumptuous, even. After all, who has enough hubris to mandate what life throws to her in that fashion? Oh, me, that’s who. Looking at the categories – Family, Health, Work…
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This stuff is amazing. Get it. Your dry, cracked skin will thank you.
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This sits proudly on my desk. I love it so much.
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I saved up and planned for these puppies. Some of the best money I've ever spent. I love these more than I can say.
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I decided to try enhancement products when I was training for my second marathon this year. I chose these and love them.
