I think the key to New Year’s resolutions is lowering the bar. Low expectations. Reset standards. That’s why I propose to redefine EXERCISE as “movement”. And let that up to each individual to interpret. You’re Welcome.
I was talking with an old friend the other week. Old, as in I’ve known her since we were kids, not old in age – just to clarify. She was surprised that I had a few close calls fighting with some punks back in the day and told me that I should write about it. … Continue reading If You Can’t Hurt Them, Join Them
I asked Ethan if he remembered living in our first home. It was a 3 story townhouse that we had lived in for the first 5 years of our marriage. Ethan was three when we moved to our home in the woods, Noel had just turned one. Ethan told me he remembers the townhouse kitchen,… Continue reading Our House Is A Very Very Fine House
Typically, I am not fashion forward when it comes to buying clothes and shoes and accessories. It took me years to purchase a pair of skinny jeans. I bought a pair of cute boots about 2 years ago, after thinking and searching for years as well. I buy stuff, but usually it’s just to ensure… Continue reading I Have A Card For That
I woke up this morning barely breathing. Yes, that’s right. I nearly died. Both nostrils were 80% occluded. I have my children to thank for this. And my husband. And the doctor. And a few patients. And probably 50% of the population in York, PA. I told my coworkers to bathe in Lysol once they… Continue reading “Excuse Me. Do You have any, Grey Poupon?”
Sshhhhhhhhh!!!!! Don’t tell him this post is all about him. And for Pete’s sake, don’t tell him about this picture, even though its a great one of him. Ethan was 5 days late for his birth. He arrived with long skinny limbs that couldn’t wait to stretch out. It was as if the 41… Continue reading You Are MY Sunshine…
I know I’m a mess. I texted the word, “aloud” instead of what I really intended, which was “allowed”. And so, with the mistake freshly made, I decided it was time to start writing again. I am out of practice. Each New Year, for the past couple of years, I have had a word… Continue reading The Cheese Stands Alone