Join me, if you will, for a trip down memory lane. Please? When my husband and I met I had a fabulous job as a fundraiser for an organization I loved. I worked, and worked, and worked some more. My accounts were sacred and I did everything humanly possible to make their dealings with me … More Charmed. I’m. Sure.
Last night I had one of those conversations you never want to have about your own child. I was out with the moms of some of my oldest little girl’s friends. After a few had left, one of them told me she had to tell me something. Insert scary music here. Last Friday, on the … More Girlfriends. Are. A. Girl’s. Best. Friend.
I grew up twirling. An only child until I was 15, I had an active imagination, magic was a prevalent part of my existence, and I was a dreamer. Every chore I did as a kid was transformed into a fairytale. Sweeping the front walkway? A concert in front of tens of thousands of … More Literally.
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Last week the little girls were playing with the neighbor girls. I try to listen in when they play with these particular girls because, time after time, there are “teaching moments.” I end up having to say “we don’t do that in our household.” Or “we don’t make fun of others in our household.” … More Learning. My. Own. Lessons.
I started golfing a year before I met my husband. I had spent time on the golf course for fundraisers and always wished I was one of the golfers. My grandma lives on a course in Arizona and until recently golfed nearly every day of her life out there. Most of my guy friends golf … More Fore.
A couple weeks ago I had a chiro appointment. It’s like the only opportunity I have to actually look at magazines these days. Me. The girl who used to get People, Elle, and The New Yorker in the mail and read them each from cover to cover religiously. I have no time for magazines anymore. … More Jealous. Much.
I can be crabby, and unsatisfied, and negative, and…well the list could go on but you get the idea. I’m a planner and if things don’t go as planned I get flustered. I also expect people to behave in a respectable manner, and to use their brains, and when it doesn’t happen I want there … More Is. It. My. Turn.
So I thought the Salt-n-Peppa reference was obvious but two very smart people have not gotten it. Salt-n-Pepa. “None of Your Business.” Look it up it’s a good one. I’m sure it’s become clear that I don’t have reservations when discussing my life…the good things and the bad…I’m an open book and I don’t lie. … More None. Of. Your. Business.
When my husband and I were really struggling there came a point at which I had to admit that there was a strong possibility that it might not work out. It took a good amount of time to work through the shame (possible failed marriage after only how much time???), and to even start to … More Soul. Mates.