So I completely failed this month's writing challenges. There was far too much pressure. But I persevered with a couple of writing challenges because I felt compelled to document them. One of them is the night of my 21st birthday. My 21st birthday was going to be unforgettable. I wasn't going to parties or hanging… Continue reading Writing Challenge #8- The Night of My 21st Birthday
I like writing for Netflix for many reasons: The posts pretty much write themselves because I love Netflix. I watch Netflix daily, as do my children, and I am very transparent in what I write about, so it is truly a good fit. It is a company I am proud to say I am in… Continue reading This Lego Party Was Over Before it Began
Last winter, I had a tough go of it. In fairness to myself, when I was not in pain, I was making flavorless Rice Krispie treats. So really, I was not giving myself a head start. There were some high points, though. I had a cozy green chair I could not get out of, and… Continue reading How I’m Making Winter My Bitch
While I was cleaning my basement a few weeks ago, I made a discovery. My high school diary. If you ever want to see how much you’ve evolved, try reading anything you wrote before the age of 17. Fair warning: it can be a wild ride for your self-esteem. I should mention I’ve been feeling… Continue reading Dear Diary, Why Was I So Pathetic?
Reading my friend Teri’s blog post about how colleges should broadcast the entire halftime show during football games took me on a trip down memory lane—to my high school marching band days. During Christmas break in 1987, our small-town Ohio high school band had the incredible opportunity to travel to Orlando, Florida, to compete in… Continue reading Citrus Bowl My Ass. More Like Citrus Hole
When I was a young adult thinking about having babies, I could only focus on one thing: the pain.Or maybe the vomiting.Pain and vomiting.Vomiting and pain.That’s all I could wrap my little head around. I was neurotic enough about having sex for the first time because I knew there would be pain.And, honestly, I was… Continue reading My Baby Story: More Animal Planet Than TLC
A Grace Full Life 