Quite a few years ago, my husband and I took back-to-back trips to the U.K. Two major trips in TWO years seems so decadent and extravagant. But, it was different back then. We were practically newlyweds. Both super busy at…
Category: blogging/blogosphere
Wordless Wednesday: Dancing the Night Away
I was invited to the Invisalign Teens event where I was given a small gift bag.
Where Was I? Where Will I Be? #SheCon12
I’ve been a little quiet lately. Not quiet on Facebook. No, I’m never quiet on Facebook. Quite the contrary. I’m kind of a talking machine on Facebook. Online friends “get” that talking on Facebook seemingly all day is what I…
Reclaiming My Office
December was a blur. So was January. No, I wasn’t overwhelmed by the holidays. Nor buried under a mound of Christmas wrapping paper. I am hazy about February and March as well. The holidays were long since over by March.…
Cyberbullying in the Digital Age #Blue4Grace
If you read my blog, you will notice that I have several topics that I talk about over and over again. My blog evolved from a general catchall for anything to do with raising a kid, a preteen, and a…
#BlogHer by the Brand
Last year’s BlogHer was so much more awesome than BlogHer 10 and BlogHer 10 was an amazing conference. Is it just me or does BlogHer get MORE awesome each year? The session are usually packed. Great speakers. A good mix…
BlogHer Party Update #momsparkmedia
BlogHer was my life for months. And no I’m not kidding. For months I read, searched for, and ogled the BlogHer hashtag. I devoured the BlogHer newsletters. I wanted to know EVERYTHING about BlogHer. To a less intense extent I…
Commuting by the Numbers
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…
Hop on Over to the White House Easter Egg Roll
I tried in 2008 when my son was 5. I’m not sure why I never entered before. Probably we were not available on the day. But, by ’08 I was bound and determined to enter. What am I talking about?…
What a Difference a Week Makes
This time, last week, I was sitting in a Starbucks sweating bullets. I had, what else, but a deadline looming. Not one deadline but two for that day and one, probably two for the next day. As I sat down…
