How old is old?
Today is my birthday. Why, thank you. Thank you very much. When you get to be my age, which today is officially middle aged, you hear a lot of rhetoric about the years in your life and the life in your years; how you aren’t getting older but better and a lot of other crap that…
Be scared and take the plunge
It seems like for the past couple of months I’ve been riding in the front car of a roller coaster. I’m not talking about the kiddie coaster you’d find at the parking lot carnival, I’m talking about the gigantic wooden structure that creaks and sways as your car plummets down the never ending 97°…
Excelsior.
I’ve always been a ‘glass half-full’ kind of a girl. Pollyanna, Anne Shirley, Leslie Knope — those girls are my peeps. My mantra for pretty much all of the stressful situations in my life — my adult life, at least — has been, “things can always be worse.” When I had each of my girls…
20 Things I’ve Learned in 20 Years of Marriage.
I’m a child of divorce, several times over. Well, technically twice, but since my mother and step-father split up and got back together a time or two unofficially before making it official, I think I can safely call it ‘several’. You might say I grew up without a very positive example of what a successful…
Lessons from Flick.
Putting on my serious face again today. Geesh, this is getting old. Don’t worry, I’ll be back to snarking soon. Check back tomorrow. But today is a momentous day…as well as a day that makes me realize how quickly time is flying by…a day that fills my heart with love and happiness and at the…
6 months of my favorite thing.
6 months and 3 days ago I was bored. 6 months and 2 days ago I was doing laundry and mopping the floors cruising Pinterest and discovered a link to a blog where the author had posted step-by-step video instructions on how she curled her hair plus literally hundreds of photos of herself in Forever 21…
To everything there is a season – a time to laugh, a time to cry, and a time to be hooked up to a Cabernet IV.
It’s here. The end-of-summer-I’m-depressed post. I warned you. I spend 5 months every year literally counting down the days until June and then I blink and it’s the end of August and I can see the demonic eyes of winter staring at me menacingly through the subtly changing leaves which he’s using to try to…
I can die now.
Like most people, I count my High School and college graduations, my wedding day and the births of my children as my life’s major moments. Until today. With apologies to Saguaro High School, ASU, NAU, Husband and the Things, something happened earlier today that trumped them all. Scott Baio re-tweeted me. I’ll say it again:…
4 months in and still writing…
It’s a big day around here – it’s YMFT’s 4 month anniversary!! (and as a gift I’ve given it a neat little acronym. And dark-chocolate-orange truffles). I first started blogging because of Pinterest, strangely enough. It’s true (if that is confusing, read my first post). Not only did it give me a kick-ass Raspberry Lemon-Drop recipe,…
Writing – not just in my head anymore.
Time to slow it down and put on my serious face for a moment (but only for a moment, I promise). Since I’ve been a kid I’ve always loved to write. When I was a teacher (back in the day), teaching those kids how to write was always my favorite part of their 4th…
Celebrating Mae
I love the month of May. There’s just something about it that makes me happy and full of hope and anticipation. It might be the new lime green baby leaves on all the trees or the happy yellow daffodils or the crabapple trees that contradict their name with branches heavy with pink and white…
Dear me…
I’m a firm believer that you are only as old as you feel, and that the number that is your age doesn’t really mean anything unless you want to drive a car, buy some beer or get a discount on show tickets. I love this saying – “How old would you be if you didn’t…
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