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.…
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#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…
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…
Remembering a Friend
I only knew Susan from her blog. By that I mean I didn’t meet her before I started writing my own blog. But, Susan was among the first group of local bloggers that I met. We have a vibrant and…
Holiday Gift Guide: Keeping Up with Kids, Work, Home with HTC Rhyme
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…
What I Should Be Doing…
I should be doing this assignment. The subject matter is interesting. I need to get it done tout suite. But, I’m not. The pile of papers to my left comes in to view about every 4.4 seconds but I’m not…
Surviving and Living
Last week was quite a week. Last week was the second week of school…it felt like week 40. No honeymoon period for us. We are full tilt in to the whole school thing. Volleyball practice. One of the kids made…
I’m Popping Up All Over the Place!
So, here’s the deal. I have wanted to write a book since I was about 9. I filled composition books, notepads, scraps of paper, and even those thin as onion skin sheets of typing paper. I can still feel the…
