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My golden birthday is exactly one month away. In honor of this great big golden year ahead, here are 29 facts, goals, and ramblings. 1. My Grandma gave birth to my Mom when she was 29. 2. My Mom gave birth to me when she was 29. 3. My Mom has made #1 and #2...
To all you lovely, lovely readers of mine: Thank you, from the bottom of my heart, for reading. The thought that you take time out of your day to get to know me and journey with me on this blog brings on a flood of emotions and makes me feel SO grateful. Thank you for...
This summer my sisters, Mom and I did a Biggest Loser challenge. I totally lost the competition. I mean TOTALLY. I think I might have actually gained a pound. Mom, who had the lowest starting weight, creamed us all. And by creamed I mean completely smeared. Scraped up our remains off the floor and turned...
I subscribe to a lot of magazines. I didn’t used to be the ‘subscription’ type but then I married Glenn and he pointed out that buying 4 magazines every time I go to the grocery store is going to send us to the poor house, and I could just get each of those magazines for...
My new friend Carol (umm, hello, did you read that? are you jumping up and down because you realized that, yes indeedy, I used the word F*R*I*E*N*D??) invited me to spend a day with her making gingerbread houses. This is something she does every year, as she is very crafty. I had never made a...
You may remember the difficulty I had finding a gym here in Little Rock. You may also remember that I was an avid Cross-Fitter back in San Diego. Cross-Fit. It’s hardcore. It’s for strong men and women. It’s in no way cheesy. It involves getting callouses on your hands from pull-ups. Marines and Navy Seals...
The above song lyric was one of my first phrases. I (apparently) said it with a lot of emphasis on the “baby” anytime it was cold, mimicking what I had heard my parents say whenever the temperature dropped below 55 in my hometown of San Diego. We had no idea what cold was. THIS, my...
I had the opportunity to spend a few days with my family in Maryland last week. They weren’t crabby, and neither was I (I don’t think) but we DID get to spend some time with a half dozen recently deceased Maryland crabs, who I’m pretty sure would have been crabby had they still been alive....
Here’s why becoming a “writer” was the best decision ever: I am sitting at Starbucks, laptop in lap (Get it? Laptop! Lap! Ha!), bundled up in the luxurious cashmere wrap I purchased several years ago when I had a disposable income (those were the days…), sipping on a perfectly warmed latte, listening to Adele, Sara...
Once upon a time there was a very nice husband who had a very fun wife who loved to cook. The wife dreamed and dreamed of cooking a large holiday meal, but did not ever get the opportunity, seeing as other family traditions had already been established by generations who came before the very nice...