Confessions of an Over the Top Mom Boss
I feel like George Bailey, in "It's a Wonderful Life." George was a hard-working man, dedicated to his family. He wasn't poor, he wasn't rich. He was doing his best every day to secure a legacy. He was a proud man and would never ask for help when things got bad. He figured it was... Continue Reading →
I’ll admit it. I love this time of year. When the days grow shorter, the air becomes crisp, and the smell of a wood burning stove permeates from house to house, I'm like a child, filled with excitement and unbridled enthusiasm. It’s the beginning of the holiday season. From October to January, I am giddy.... Continue Reading →
In a few months, I'll be 54 years old. 54. It doesn't feel like I've been on this earth for 54 years - that seems like such a long time. And then I look back, rewind my life to those moments when...when I fell in love for the first time, when my heart was first... Continue Reading →
So my husband and boys are camping this weekend with the Scouts. They do this almost once a month. And while you'd think I'd be taking this opportunity to go out with friends, catch a movie, or check out my friend's band, I opt to put on my pajamas at 5 p.m., grab some kindling... Continue Reading →
Wow. I never really understood that saying until now. Because that's exactly where I am. I am the owner of a small business, and my business has been suffering since the pandemic. Suffering. Stupid word. Actually, it's not suffering - I am suffering. I'm stressed. I'm sad. I'm angry. And while I am usually the... Continue Reading →
I wait all year for this day. The first Saturday in December. It's the official start of the Christmas season in our house. It's the day we pick out our family Christmas tree. And we don't just show up and say, "yah, we'll take that one." Nope. It's an event. We wait until nightfall. We... Continue Reading →
There is something about the song, "Silent Night" that brings me to tears. Not like, just once in a while, but every time I hear it. It doesn't matter who is singing it, or where I hear it, when I hear that song, I'm brought back to Christmas Eve in my childhood home. I'm eight... Continue Reading →
If I could talk to you in person, I would sit you down, probably at a cute little cafe, look you in the eye, and tell you that you’re worth it. Listen to me. YOU ARE WORTH IT. Everything that has brought you to this point in life right now, it has shaped you. Some... Continue Reading →
When I was 11 years old, my mom would take my brother and me to visit my great-grandmother at the nursing home. It was a circular building, which I remember thinking looked way too cool to house a bunch of elderlies. It would have made an awesome roller skating rink. I didn’t like to go.... Continue Reading →
No matter what month it is, I find myself counting down the days till I can listen to Christmas music. I know. You’ve just stopped reading. You hate me. I’m one of those “rush the season” types. I decorate for Fall in early September. I fill the air with scents of Spiced Pumpkin and Autumn... Continue Reading →
On Being Dolly 