I was out drinking with a friend recently. She saved me from an awful first date. As we ran — and I mean RAN — from the restaurant, we started laughing at ourselves, she looked straight at me and said “Ugh, there you are. I finally have my friend back!” Here’s the understatement of the year: women are strong.…
Last night I took my girl scout troop — 11 girls and 11 moms — on a retreat to a waterpark/resort in the Poconos. The day was jam packed with activities and by the time I got back to the room, it was past 10pm and I was more than ready for bed. Even as…
Is there a fine line between quick reaction and careful response? I was talking to my brother recently about the dating scene and how odd it is to have these long-standing “text relationships.” I was quasi-complaining about how difficult it is to get a sense for the person and how they handle situations in real…
We moms put a lot of pressure on ourselves. And we allow others to put pressure on us as well — our kids, our parents, our siblings, our friends. They may not even know they’re doing it. Innocently, they may be offering advice or sharing their hopes and aspirations for our well being. But you know…
Is there such thing as a “Failed Relationship?” I guess it depends on how you define a successful relationship. If you’re looking for a relationship that lasts until death and falls short, then I guess using the term “failed” is well within reason. But if you are approaching relationships in general as an opportunity to…
Today my best friend sent me something that proves she knows me so well. It was all about Kali, the Goddess of New Beginnings (and interesting accessories?) I am not a man hater by any stretch of the imagination but man, somedays I really feel like this chick: she is like Beyonce meets Gene Simmons meets…
I have a favorite sweatshirt. I bought it a few months ago. It’s gray and soft and in big black letters on the front, it says “Pancakes Solve Everything.” It was totally an impulse buy, but it made me smile on a day when I really needed to, and so, that lucky sweatshirt came home…