Okay, if you are a loyal reader, this is a question you WILL know the answer to.
Who is my #1 next to my family?
Okay, if you are a loyal reader, this is a question you WILL know the answer to.
Who is my #1 next to my family?
On a perfect day, the kids are well behaved, we breeze through homework, my husband comes home happy from the war office, I book another speaking engagement and sponsorship, everyone’s healthy, the sun is shining, and we’re feelin’ groovy.
Happens everyday.
YAH OKAY!!! WHATEVER! Hasn’t happened once.
Whenever March 12th rolls around (my husband’s birthday), I know it’s time for me to take stock of my life. It’s always the time I start sweeping out the cobwebs; literally and figuratively. Winter’s snow melts away, and all the things you have been ignoring in your life, start to present themselves again. Aaah, I forgot about you! Spring is a great time to deal with these things head-on. And that’s not a bad thing– spring is about rebirth, renewal, regeneration.
Happy International Women’s Day! Today we celebrate ALL women, ALL over the globe. Here’s to you, ladies!
Hello there! We’re back from a blissful week of skiing in Colorado with the kids. And what a week it was. Heaven with a few interesting stories. 😉
The truth is, my husband is a ridiculously awesome skier. I’m just average. But we have sacrificed our love of skiing for another sport called HOCKEY. Because of this, we barely ski. So when the kids were off last week on winter break, we decided to try something new… a ski vacation!
I wanted to check in from a little slice of heaven. We gave the boys a little treat and brought them for a ski getaway. So far, so perfect. Lots of stories, lots of lessons.
I’ll be back next week, but here is our family enjoying Beaver Creek.
If you follow this blog, you know that I take the weekends off to rest my head in order to come back refueled for the week with fresh content. But I had to acknowledge the death of one of my music idols, Whitney Houston. The year was 1986 when my parents took me to see Whitney Houston. It was the second concert I had ever attended (second to Michael Jackson). We sat second row center. I remember it like yesterday. When Whitney threw me some of her autographed photos, I felt like the luckiest little girl in the world. I still have them today.
A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE ….
enough money within her control to move out
and rent a place of her own even if she never wants
to or needs to…
A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE ….
something perfect to wear if the employer or date of her
dreams wants to see her in an hour…
I love Madonna. I have loved Madonna from the moment she burst onto the scene in fishnet stockings, too much hairspray and a bad die job.
If my Ipod playlist isn’t enough proof, frankly, I don’t know what it.
Someone asked the Dalai Lama what surpised him most about mankind. This was his answer.