The Motherload

Recently I was chatting with my dentist (as I do) because 1.) I have high levels of anxiety at the dentist which causes me to over share and babble (more than is usual), and 2.) my dentist is awesome, and I was telling her about how I’d just talked to my 20-year-old daughter who was in NYC with my husband, sitting…

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Raising a Superfan

It’s not surprising that I’m proud of my 15-year-old daughter for loads of things. She’s smart, talented, funny, empathetic, kind, driven, and possesses a wicked, sarcastic sense of humor. But what I might actually be most proud of her for—and what won’t be surprising to those who know me—is this: she’s a superfan. Superfan [soo-per-fan] noun A person who exhibits…

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Pictures or it didn’t happen

You guys will never believe this. I’m thinking of changing these posts. Yes, I know there’s only been four of them. Yes, I know I just changed the Friday Favorites over to them because I was sick of the Friday Favorites, but guess what? I kind of miss the Friday Favorites.   But then I remembered…

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A letter to my daughters on their first day of school

Dear daughters, Today you both start another year of school. For the third year in a row it will be in separate states, and for the 15th year in a row I’ll spend the day trying not to drink my feelings be overwhelmed with feelings that, if allowed, will engulf me. Feelings that surprisingly (or…

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If it’s yellow, let it mellow…

You know the rest of the rhyme, right? If you were at my cabin with me last weekend when the power was out for over 48 hours you sure as shit do. Pun intended. But while you might not have been there heaving jugs of lake water up into the toilet tank and saying a quick prayer…

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London: Tips and advice to make the most of your adventure

I’m baaack! Sort of. I’m actually writing this high above the Atlantic as we hurtle through the air toward Boston. Yes, Boston. Not Minneapolis as the DIRECT FLIGHT TICKETS we bought state, but Boston. APPARENTLY we’re down a pilot who became violently ill last night and since THE LAW says we can’t make it all…

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London or — quite possibly — Bust

In a few days we’re headed to London for a week, and you guys, I’m already exhausted. For the past few months I’ve been planning our takeover. Did you get that? For the past few months I’ve been planning our takeover. I’ve read and bookmarked Rick Steve’s advice (to the point where I’m pretty sure…

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Groundhog Days of Summer

I don’t know about you, but once the Fourth of July is over, summer feels rushed to me. On paper, it’s ridiculous and erroneous, I realize, as we aren’t technically even halfway through it yet, but in my mind — especially this year — I start to panic. Panic over our dog days ending. Or…

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The Father I Never Had

My girls are now 20 and 15, and for every year I’ve been their mother I’ve been envious of them.Is it because of their youth and the years of possibility they have in front of them? Obviously.Is it their thick, luxurious heads of hair? Since their births are the reason I lost mine, absolutely (and…

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Love, Mama ~ Words of advice for my graduating daughter

Two years ago my daughter was about to leave the nest. The soft, feathered, built-painstakingly-by-hand nest I’d created for her since the moment I knew she existed. Fine, her father helped…but still. I knew I needed to tell her all the things before she left, but didn’t feel like I needed to write one of the…

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