I wish you could see you. The person you really are, not the person you think you should be. I wish you could see what other people see and not the harsh judgements you give yourself. I wish you could go back in time and see with the eyes of the child that you once… Continue reading I Wish You Could See You
I have a pretty great life, but it doesn't mean that I don't run into people that bug the shit out of me. Hell, I'm related to a number of people that drive me nuts, and I still love them. I live in this world and people tend to be a common occurrence when traveling… Continue reading Dealing With Other People’s Sh**
I was talking to a friend the other day about different parenting techniques. What struck me as awesome was that her mom once put herself in a timeout after a harsh conflict with her brother. Genius. My thought is that maybe there is something to this parental timeout that deserves some further investigating. It probably… Continue reading Grown-up Timeout
It was a dark and stormy night. No, really. It was dark because it was two in the morning and it was raining and windy. This is really how my story starts. So.. It was dark and stormy night and doors were banging in the wind, causing much sleep struggle in this parent's world. See,… Continue reading Do Something
If you have read any of my other blogs you may have realized that I am the mom to a young boy. I love being a mom to this creative, insightful, and generally good spirited child, but sometimes it's messy. By sometimes I mean every single day. Right now it looks like a penny hurricane… Continue reading The Silly Putty Has To Go!
I know that it's a rather bold statement to make, but I do want you to be happy. There are so many things in this world that can bring you down and I just don't want to be one of them. I would much rather find a way to raise you up. Some of you… Continue reading I Want You To Be Happy
I recently had surgery. That is my chosen excuse for not writing, or doing, anything for two weeks. I figure it was for the best, because who knows what I would have written with all those drugs in my system. Probably something I would later have to apologize for. Good job me for knowing myself… Continue reading Let Me Give You Back Your Power