I want to confess something. I don’t get the whole Bruce Jenner hype. Continue reading “Stop Glorifying Celebrities: We’re All In This Together”
So many other parents out there think that they know more than you do about your kid. Continue reading “Yes, I’m THAT Mom”
I’d like to share a little story about how I almost died on the East Side last week. Continue reading “Tour De France – The East Side Edition”
When I woke up on Easter morning this year was like any other morning for me.
Music has meaning for most of us.
Who am I? I think I know. I mean on paper I’m a lot of different things.
My son is approaching 18 this year. He’s funny as hell, but of course he doesn’t say cute things anymore like, “Mommy come wipe my butt,” or “Mommy! I went pee-pee!”
It’s a fine line between remembering past hurts and thinking others in present day are out to get you as well. So goes the healing wheel. Round and round it goes, when it stops NOBODY knows. ❤
Recently I took two weeks off from Facebook. OK, technically it was only a sabbatical from my personal news feed. I continued to return messages from worried friends and interacted on my blog page.