As a teen I loved shopping with my best friend. We ventured in to our city’s shopping district many, many weekends. We browsed. We tried on clothes. We looked at clothes that were way out of our budget. We laughed…
As a teen I loved shopping with my best friend. We ventured in to our city’s shopping district many, many weekends. We browsed. We tried on clothes. We looked at clothes that were way out of our budget. We laughed…
The last time I sat in a cubicle was years ago. I’m not kidding. The last time I sat in an office was in the mid-90s. My cubicle was small. Enough room for a desk chair, a filing cabinet, some…
I was in the rat race. I’m still a worker bee now, but back then I was not only working but commuting over an hour to work. About 10 years ago, my commute took up two precious hours of my…
A few weeks ago I took a quick trip to Louisville, KY. And by quick I do mean quick. I was in the air or on the ground for about 27 hours. Quick. The trip couldn’t have come at a…
A week or so ago, I was invited to attend an event in D.C. Though I am quite happy to be a work-at-home mom every now and then I like to pretend that I am a professional working person. I…
My workday is unpredictable. Some days my mornings start bang on time. I put all three kids on three buses with everything that each could possibly need for the day — backpacks, books, lunchboxes, etc. — and head down to…
The end-of-the-school year was a chaotic, mad dash, harem scarem, crazy mess. Come to think of it the school year wasn’t much better. We raced from homework to activity to school to the sports field. Isn’t it supposed to get…
I’m thankful for family near and far, a supportive husband who sees that my blogging as a hobby is starting to pay off in more than just free DVDs and coffeemakers, kids who are adjusting to my new work schedule…
I’m not what you would call a “domestic goddess.” My house is not spotless. My kids always have clean cloths, but…just not the clothes they want to wear. “Put the shirt on…it looks fine! is a common statement from me…
Another lengthy comment that I am turning in to a blog post!! You would think that since my children are 14, 11, and 7 that this summer would have been a breeze. Nope. It was an utter nightmare. Thank goodness…