Count to 10…

This was me yesterday. There I am in an extreme close-up...holed up in a public restroom. Why? It was either that or let my temper and "choice" words get the best of me. This is called growth 😉 So I went to count to 10 in order to find my zen. Long story short, a… Continue reading Count to 10…

Just wing it.

I have a new mantra that I will repeat to myself every day this summer: "Just wing it. It's all good, mama." I don't know about you, but every year at this exact time, I try morph into a combo of Perfect Polly & Carol Brady to plan the "PERFECT SUMMER FOR KIDS."  I'll shamefully… Continue reading Just wing it.

After 40…

A friend of mine in her early 30s found her first signs of crows feet. By her reaction I didn’t know if she needed talked off the ledge or a bottle of wine. She jokingly asked me, “Is it all downhill from here?” When it comes to fine lines and gravity…yes. Yes it is 😉… Continue reading After 40…