Remember who you are. Work hard and be open to new friends. Have fun. I love you very much. Every year, on the first day of school, I put a note in my childrens’ lunch. My son is a junior in high school and while his note is a very small index card shoved way…
I was in the bathroom at Starbucks this morning. I was, well doing what you do in a bathroom and looking at my toes. I was thinking that I was happy I have a pedicure scheduled tomorrow because I was at Huntington Lake in a cabin last week. Hmm…this probably sounds a bit strange. Let…
I often suffer from Perfect or Not Participating Syndrome. I guess that would be PNPS? People afflicted with this syndrome need to be at the top, they need to be the best. Everything needs to look just so and be the way they visualize it, in order for them to participate. This leads to missing…
Set me free. Leave me be. I don’t want to fall another moment in your gravity. There are songs that touch me as a human being and then there are songs that touch me as a woman. This song is one of those songs. I’m sure there are men out there that feel this song,…
Maybe the secret lies somewhere between The Unabomber and Kim Kardashian? I once read something along the lines of, “Don’t compare yourself to others because it’s like comparing their final cut to your behind the scenes footage.” Not sure who said it, but I believe it to be true. However it is much easier said…
You know that scene in A Few Good Men when Jack Nicholson says, “You can’t handle the truth!”? I know he turned out to be a maniacal nut bag, but that line sticks with me. Most of the time I disagree with Jack. Our government is too complicated and what are we really building in…
I have this blouse. I bought it about two years ago. It’s an actual grown up blouse, silky and everything. I brought it home because it was cute and I saw it on the model in the store and thought, “I could wear that.” It has sort of a swirly pattern and it looks very…fun,…
Sundays are Pancake Sunday at our house. It’s really the only day I cook and I’m working on mastering the art of the pancake. We’ve had blueberry pancakes, regular pancakes and this Sunday…buttermilk pancakes. Pancakes are really quite simple, but you need to stick with a basic recipe and don’t mess with it too much.…
I saw this on…Pinterest, of course, and I got to thinking. On the surface, this appears to be comparing the treatment of women from yesterday to today. I’m guessing the message is that during the 60s a woman was treated with respect. She was called a woman and the simple title of pretty is demure…