In late December a word started swimming through my brain. In the past, there have been Decembers here and there that I’ve chosen a word on which I planned to focus for the upcoming year. After weeks of this word making itself known in my consciousness, I decided it needed to be my word for … More Easy Like Sunday Morning
This past weekend we hosted a birthday party for our oldest little girl. We took nine little girls to a local school of cosmetology for hair, make-up, and nails. I went to a party like this when I was little and I will never forget how amazing it felt to be treated like I’d seen … More Listen. All. Y’all. It’s. A. Sabotage.
I don’t typically take or make personal calls at work. Recently, due to an increase in staff, I was moved from an office with a door back to a cube. This is where you picture me like Dylan McKay, after he’d learned of his wife’s untimely death, in the middle of the rainy street on … More Clutch. Move.
You should know that anytime I’m able to quote Ladies Love Cool James, I will absolutely do just that. I’ve long known, if not consciously certainly subconsciously, that when I work hard and do my best good things come my way. When I complain, lament, do things half a-sed, and pout like a child, however, … More Doin’. It. And. Doin’. It. And. Doin’. It. Well.
Each year on Christmas Eve we attend the 9pm candlelit service at our church. Our church has the most amazing music. In fact, often times if I close my eyes, it’s as if I’m at the symphony instead of in church. Add candles, Handel’s Messiah, and other Christmas carols? And you have pure Christmas magic. … More Village. Of. Visionaries.
Yesterday, my friends? I hit the wall. I. Hit. The. Wall. Let me break it down for you… I had a fabulous weekend. Fabulous. One of those weekends you don’t want to end. One of those weekends that makes you grateful you’re with your partner. My husband and I? We really like each other. Yes, … More Game. On.
Yesterday I was home sick and when I woke up this morning I felt less than stellar. Less than awake, less than well, less than enthusiastic about lifting my tired bones from the comforts of my bed. So I did what any self-respecting, overly tired, and possibly still-sick girl would do…I dressed to the nines. … More Damn. Girl.
About ten years ago, I was in D.C. for business, and I extended my trip for a few days to visit a dear friend and his wife. She was in law school at Georgetown and he was in a job that he loved. Because I’d had plans for law school since I was a little … More Call. Me. Capricious.
Today when I walked into my house between meetings, my plan had been to send a few emails, and then to turn around and head out again. I walked in, sifting through the pile of mail I’d picked-up on my way in, and soon realized my feet were wet. Very VERY wet. I raised my … More Surrounded. By. Water. And. Joy.
In March of 1992 I turned 16. For my birthday, my step-Dad D took several of my girlfriends and me to see “Wayne’s World.” And it was…like…amazing dude. My girlfriends and I laughed to the point of crying. And in the part in which they are jamming out in Garth’s Gremlin to “Bohemian Rhapsody,” a … More It. Will. Be. Mine. Oh. Yes. It. Will. Be. Mine.
MAMACADABRA 